Phoebe (feat. C-Mack)
Mont P.
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Yea Yea yea yea Yea I ain’t work hard I just happened to be me I walk in the room all the bitches is happy to meet me She need a plug And I got the hookup just like on the back of the TV Get ‘em on pills them bitches start actin like Phoebe (Yea) She wanna be friends ‘cuz they heard I’m jiggy Put ‘em on pills and shoot my shot bitch I’m Perk Nowitzki Owe me money bitch I need mine on the first like 50 Till I ride off in a hearse I'm litty I’m on a wave I’m on a wave I’m on a Yea When it comes to this bitch I’m top rank The boy story was a toy story ‘cuz they wondered, “would he?” like Tom Hanks But the buzz been like light years Liquor brown but it’s quite clear Gang with me we don’t fight fair To your dream artist, I’m a nightmare If I’m there I’m feared By weird niggas tryna rhyme I’m bright as Times Square Times squared mines rare uh Yea wait I’m not the type that you compete with Letting niggas shine till I eclipse Tryna get my slice of the pie Till my dough thick like a deep dish Tell a hater I said eat dick On god please repeat this I ain’t one for the f*ck shit And I ain’t taking no constructive criticism If you niggas don’t construct shit Tell your mother I said suck dick Sit still while I run shit Bitch yea I ain’t work hard I just happened to be me I walk in the room all the bitches is happy to meet me She need a plug And I got the hookup just like on the back of the TV Get ‘em on pills them bitches start actin like Phoebe(yea) She wanna be friends ‘cuz they heard I’m jiggy Put ‘em on pills and shoot my shot bitch I’m Perk Nowitzki Owe me money bitch I need mine on the first like 50 Till I ride off in a hearse I'm litty I'm on a wave I'm on a wave I'm on a Walk up in this bitch smelling like money I don’t even need a intro Reap what you sow Then I need my money coming in like ten fold No time for a bimbo 2 Player like Nintendo We them niggas that they check for They think we ballin’ like electrode That’s a Pokemon now they looking shocked cuz I’m not playing games with ‘em But now that the cards in a nigga favor It got your queen tryna lay with him Tryna blow me like some dice But I’m married to the money throw the rice Heard they say that two wrongs don’t make a right But me and Mack on a track just as nice It’s double murder You talking beef bitch then go and flip a fucking burger If you say it I heard it if you post it I see it It just ain’t acknowledged those weapons may prosper But bitch I’m like Stevie They wonder about it Don't worry about it I ain’t work hard I just happened to be me I walk in the room all the bitches is happy to meet me She need a plug and I got the hookup just like on the back of the TV Get ‘em on pills them bitches start actin like Phoebe Yea She wanna be friends cuz they heard I’m jiggy Put ‘em on pills and shoot my shot Bitch I’m Perk Nowitzki Owe me money bitch I need mine on the first like 50 Till I ride off in a hearse I'm litty I’m on a wave I’m on a wave I’m on a...
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Written by: Charlie Makoa, Lamont Purnell
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