Lyrics:
don't be steppin on my toes
Go the way I told you if not I'm a drop you off the globe
Are you bout the marks
Is you bout the marks
He bore on the cross
don't be stepping on my toes
Go the way I told you if not I'm a drop you off the globe
Are you bout the marks
Is you bout the marks
He bore on the cross
a smart slob, part blob that'll stab you with a sharp ob-
Ject to the heart and leave claw marks all over the Walmart walls
Little baby with large balls
in the corner
I'm only tryna warn ya
'Cause that baby gets mad
And gets to throwin' a tantrum
He'll fuckin' flip on ya
'Cause nobody puts baby in
different
No mark can be made by a hypocrite
Picture opposition in a guillotine, throat slit
Wrath
Gasoline and one lit match
I'm always mad
Better than you
get in another car accident
This time with your baby mother and
Kid and instead of dying
You end up being the only
One of them that lives what?
Yeah
they tryin' to catch
Me 'Ridin' Dirty' I'm Chamillionaire
Now when you into guns like I am
You make no mistakes i got an SR 9C with two
Safeties but
Georgia with it
Last verse, did you get it? Nah
Never mind, just throw that cash in a duffle
As I'm on my Hollywood shuffle
Eatin' your dollar truffles,
don't be mad o (Mad o)
You're playing with my heart o
Baby don't be mad o
You're playing with my heart o
A hurum gi n'anya
Baby see I'm falling for your
of Ciroc
Crib on the water got LeBron up the block
Money ain't the thing baby welcome to the Mark
Diced pineapples talking diamonds by the jar
Bitch so
You make me so mad, ah
You make me so mad
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I'm gonna be so mad
화려한 이 fancy place
Baby, look at us 우릴 봐봐
You make me so
kill 'em with success
I'm up next like afternoon
You niggas evenin' the playin' scale
It's like the moon
Tryna sunset as the nightmare I rap resumes
You
a mark
I bet you get your ass kicked hanging at the park, bitch!
You'd better watch your back
Before you get jacked by a nigga with a gat
Cause Life is
got niggas that's mad 'cause I'm always with they bitch
Then you got niggas that just don't like me
You know the, those PhD niggas
But you know, I
got niggas that's mad 'cause I'm always with they bitch
Then you got niggas that just don't like me
You know the, those PhD niggas
But you know, I
Verbal bucket of piss, y'all ain't fucking with this
You suckers can kiss my nuts while i'm chucking a disc
Through the window of my car while its
town
This time I’m not leaving without you
You taste like w when you k, oh
I'd give anything again to be your baby doll
This time I’m not leaving without
you put your hands upon my waist
I know it's really bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
Messin' with my head, head, head, head, head
We drive each other mad
look at you
My skin glows a little bit brighter
Smile a bit wider
Baby your my fire
Taking me higher
Beauty's our design
Beautiful by design
Your skin
at you
My skin glows a little bit brighter
Smile a bit wider
Baby your my fire
Taking me higher
But I... am so ugly
Question mark, question mark, question
business
Make me your mark and I'll take you one by one
I got big boss, big time, business
Make me your mark and I'll take you one by one
Big boss, big
andele Jose
Baby suck this dick right, you might get a vacay
Don't be mad at a nigga, cause I'm getting paid
Momma, yea we going to be straight, get you
marks
Oh, beauty marks
Beauty marks
I look in the mirror, and I see all my flaws
But you see light in all I do
Now I'm realizing that
of Ciroc
Crib on the water got LeBron up the block
Money ain't the thing baby welcome to the Mark
Diced pineapples talking diamonds by the jar
Bitch so
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