Lyrics:
One wrong word, make it litty like a matchbox
Smoke a lil nigga then we dump him in the back blocks
Smoking on that killer and the V it got me mad hot
Matches fit into a small box
That is where they stay dry
But once a match is lit
Will let fire fly
Straight up and down
Like words
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UPPERCLASS TWIT OF THE YEAR
Cut to Upperclass Twit of the Year Sketch. The five competitors
run onto the pitch.
COMMENTATOR: (J.C.): Good afternoon
Halsted
Towards a storefront past a storefront stoop
And a moon and a star and a placard that says Madame Maria's.
"Tell me your troubles,
But five
Halsted
Towards a storefront past a storefront stoop
And a moon and a star and a placard that says Madame Maria's.
"Tell me your troubles,
But five
the bracelets, don't get blinded by the ice Boo
It's not cool, Veronica slept, plus the decimal
Look at my jumper logo look familiar? It's Power (Where is he?)
Yo
making all the money
HA HA HA HA HA
[JD]
While ya'll ride matchbox, I push the hot wheels
Don Chi-Chi with the mass appeal
Lettin' champagne spills
the parkin' lot, pimpin' crazy
S-5, Navy 'Cedes, sittin' on 80
That's four dubs, not S-4 dub
Stash box, push Hot Wheel like Matchbox
Bitches wanna push my
[Beanie Sigel]
Holla at me mami! Sigel..
You can catch Mac in the parkin lot, pimpin crazy
S-5, Navy 'Cedes, sittin on 80
That's four dubs, not S-4
oldest son just turned five, I said "Lil nigga, you a man now"
Ride around with that strap out cause that Rolls Royce, glass house
I just got a text that
fives, a petite frame
He like c'mon Nicki
Really why you keep playin?
Said his name was Jada' I said
Ooh that's a unique name
I go and see him out in
the sport
Coats of the season
And surrounded by his whole Odd Future crew
The ascendant singer opens up to
Amy Wallace about his crazy
Year including the bomb
Muls' same color as a prune
Yellow chain look like the moon and my old school is maroon
Room, hear it ert-ert when it skrt
26's on the skirt's
grind
Just copped a maroon 5, no Adam Levine
Came a man by myself, only father was time
I know that she relate baby daddy ain't shit
So she raised that
the money
HA HA HA HA HA
[JD]
While ya'll ride matchbox, I push the hot wheels
Don Chi-Chi with the mass appeal
Lettin' champagne spills on my house in
Montreal.
He caught his daughter
In the blouse by the light
And he said to himself:
"She looks all right!"
And he reached for a tit
And grabbed it tight
šmelíme kartičky
V křoví nám Jarmila přetáhla kůžičky
Má zlatý ručičky páchne jak skunk
Co víc si přát Für immer jung
Necejtíš se ničím vinnej stáří bys rád
(bracelet), don't get blinded by the ice, oh
It's not cool, Veronica slept, plus the decimal
Look at my jumper, logo look familiar? It's Power (where is he?)
Maroon 5, I thought my crew lied
I used to focus on being some kind of athlete
I brought back home the gold for the weight of me and the track meet
Was
Leather and Lace sara Evans & Maroon 5
Is love so fragile and the heart so hollow?
Shatter with words impossible to follow
Your saying I’m fragile -
Killah]
Big fluffed out gooses on, Stan Smiths
The housing cops can suck our dicks, we jumping out
Of convertible matchbox shits, next drip inhaling
dicks, we jumping out
Of convertible matchbox shits, next drip inhaling
Chilling, my throat frozen, my orange brick
Bottles of Cru', bitches with Baby
I’m serving all thru the rain it was cold
I got this shit all by my own
I got to stick to the code
I never had a nine to four
But you know I had
Mind yo biz and go get rich
Mind yo business go get rich
Stay in yo lane nigga
Yea yea yea
Sheesh
Yea yea
Yea mind yo biz and go get rich
Get it by
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