boast (feat. Key Kelly)

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(Key Kelly exclusive)

(Hmmm, Hmmm, uh chyeah)
Tired of all these drugs fucking with my system
Know you just want love, tired of all these 'ism's

You want that Number (N)ine
You want Yves Saint Laurent
You want Comme des Garçons
Take one look inside my mind
You want love, but why would you think you would find that here
(Think you would find that here)
(Think you would find that here)

I got them racks on me, bag on me, oh yeah let's go
I got your ho on me, she want me, I don't even mean to boast
I keep that strap on me, close on me, 'cause they want my soul
Niggas be fake, I know
Hoes they be fake, I know
She want Jay, i know
She want a nigga, I know
She want fame, I know
She just want fame, she just like to boast
I Think she's in love, she won't leave me alone
'Choppa like Great Clips, at your dome
Prada bag for her anguish, yeah you know
Took a look at her face, thought she saw a ghost

What I say
Yeah, like what I say
And I always stay praying for better days
'Til then I'm sliding like Kid 'n Play, ricochet, 808 like MMA, Kickin'
They watching when I walk in the building
Stay focused on getting some millions
Nah, i ain't no regular civilain
Brand new whip, drop-top on the ceiling
They stay trying to paint me like the villain
Rich ass nigga, I get that skrilla
We finna hit up Lenox, me and the whole gang swerve in a four door
I don't need no honorable mention, but all you lil' niggas my kinfolk

(Hmmm, Hmmm, uh chyeah)
Tired of all these drugs fucking with my system
Know you just want love, tired of all these 'ism's

You want that Number (N)ine
You want Yves Saint Laurent
You want Comme des Garçons
Take one look inside my mind
You want love, but why would you think you would find that here
(Think you would find that here)
(Think you would find that here)

I got them racks on me, bag on me, oh yeah let's go
I got your ho on me, she want me, I don't even mean to boast
I keep that strap on me, close on me, 'cause they want my soul
Niggas be fake, I know
Hoes they be fake, I know
She want Jay, i know
She want a nigga, I know
She want fame, I know
She just want fame, she just like to boast
I Think she's in love, she won't leave me alone
'Choppa like Great Clips, at your dome
Prada bag for her anguish, yeah you know
Took a look at her face, thought she saw a ghost

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