Lyrics:
LMNO)I'm LMNOP then I'm right on Q
I think back, and see the weeks fly by faster than when i blink fast
I get frightened, figured out a little much of what
by Q, why'knawmsayin?
Vocals by Rasheeda, fly beat by QDIII
And flows by the M-A-see why'all, Mr. M-A-see Mall
Starry night, your life
You gave
master
Taking it frame-by-frame
Do you want to be my main?
Do you want to be my main?
Yeah I'm fighting for your love
I don't want to play no games
Go
Knocked his shit out in an hour bam
Nigga that really makes me sad
Tyler and schoolboy q recording
Session hollywood ca 2015
ScHoolboy Q records his
You were coming up in my main frame
And I ain't ever thought that you would change
All this shit got me feeling so lame
Step back cut the crap I
of Bar-be-Q potato chips
Plus your main honey loved us
Slip her some bomba, she'll fuck twenty of us
Yo, you pack that little ass gun like 'Harlem Nights'
whack banain track karain l ko parwa
stab karain back q k hai ni na takat in main
clash karain cash le k facts ni jitata ab mein
flash karay mash
Looks like I'm gone set a statement
Cartier frames complete my dress code
I know in life I'm gone be successful
I'm staying productive on a higher level
My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance
Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them
were invalid
They couldn't picture me
But they're out here tryna frame me
The coochie always wet
Cause ndibophel' udripaveli I know
But I believed in
Check this out, Cool DJ Red Alert
With my man, Q-Tip
In the morning, woke up from sexual pleasures
Looked at her sexual partner
Who acquainted
Tossing periods in front of false reps?
It's not the 187 when the 360 slept
You swallow the cake from the plate of elevate
Or you might get sparked by
Word around that nigga Q in town
I heard it's for a show, but let me call my hoe
They be like, "Bitch you bet' not be out with them nigga!"
Oh, oh,
all my niggaz stay in Bricks
While y'all stash clips in bags of Bar-B-Q potato chips
Plus your main honey loved us
Slip her some bom-ba she'll fuck
niggaz stay in Bricks
While y'all stash clips in bags of Bar-B-Q potato chips
Plus your main honey loved us
Slip her some bom-ba she'll fuck twenty
every cent leaving my pocket
I remember watching Penny spending via credit card option
I hoped I'd be making a profit by now
Feeling so deep in the ground
of my private stock and
Riding in the relax
Frame of mind and
Hammer timing
Incredible.
So edible
And unforgettable.
Soft like a Q-Tip
I'd love
dudes should offer forgiveness
'cause frontin' like you ill gets yourself torchered by killers
in Newyork I'm the realest
predicted by fortune
of your license plate
N-W-A."
[REFRAIN (x2)]
She was Chubb-y and
ready to Rock
Naughty By Nature and
part of my private stock and
ridin in the relax
frame
I'm no foolish old man
I'll tell you what is real or what's real in your mind
The smartest old man
A younger man's dream in a well-worn main frame
hands in the air
And let me see you bitch, wassup?
And all the main bitches
If you know you a main bitch, where you at?
All the main bitches, let me
my brother's crib (Grrah hee)
And if we see em on the mains
That's fire on the mains (Huh fire on the mains)
Got a little three-two concealed in my
Did roads done
That's how the checks came in
Many packs now
It's just a featherweight ting
Broski got to go in
She slyly text
She wants in
Not by
this game Knock You out the frame
We won't stop until we in The game Game changer, Game changer
It's time for a game change, nobody Can save you
Stole
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