For the King
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I know you fucking with my swag now Yea I'm in my bag now They see we making movies And they don't how to act I'm really on my boss shit Looking like a don Cuban link Yeah, the hoes stare When i put it on I'm a mother fucking dope boy spitter With this thing now Yeah, you know I'm looking like that hitter With this bling I tell her kiss my ring Then I tell that hoe to sit down And you know she do it with a smile For the king With a smile for the king now Said it's my mother fucking timepiece Yeah, I'm rolling up grams With a mother fucking dime piece Designer clothes and diamond robes You know I only f*ck with like The finest hoes Uh-huh I got Tazs Angels chilling on stand-by But I want you girl I wanna make yo mans cry I'm really winning by a landslide I ain't just an artist I'm a mother fucking franchise I been on my game now Yeah I make it rain In the club Everywhere I go You know they know my name Yea I got em' feeling salty Now I go against the grain, dawg I been in the gym, boy I'll hit you like a train Yeah, ya shawty give me brain Like a lobotomy So I took her round the world Like geography Yeah, I play games with her mind Like monopoly And now you know I own that pussy Like property And then I said I know you fucking with my swag now Yea I'm in my bag now They see we making movies And they don't how to act I'm really on my boss shit Looking like a don Cuban link Yeah, the hoes stare When i put it on I'm a mother fucking dope boy spitter With this thing now Yeah, you know I'm looking like that hitter With this bling I tell her kiss my ring Then I tell that hoe to sit down And you know she do it with a smile For the king With a smile for the king now How the f*ck a bad bitch With a cheapskate Broke mother fucker Girl I got condos in three states I got drive like the freeway So you know I really go to work On that pussy with the briefcase I got interviews on talk shows Girl you know the Summer gon' be mine I'm dropping bombs With the launch codes Yeah I know it's been a long road I'm about to hit a triple double In award shows I been with my manager We planning on a new tour First I hit the mall and buy Every pair of Jordan's in the shoe store They said i'm beat And I produced more Now I got they ex bitch chilling Giving head up in my two door I whistled at her Like a teapot Smoking on that So loud You could hear it through the sheetrock I eat her out I hit her weak spots Legs shaking I ain't playing (Doof-doof) Girl, I beat box Yeah I know you fucking with my swag now Yea I'm in my bag now They see we making movies And they don't how to act I'm really on my boss shit Looking like a don Cuban link Yeah, the hoes stare When i put it on I'm a mother fucking dope boy spitter With this thing now Yeah, you know I'm looking like that hitter With this bling I tell her kiss my ring Then I tell that hoe to sit down And you know she do it with a smile For the king With a smile for the king now
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