Lyrics:
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
And didn't see me grab the Plug Tune fame
As we go a little somethin' like this
Look ma, no protection
Now I got a daughter named Ayana Monet
And I can
And didn't see me grab the Plug Tune fame
As we go a little somethin' like this
Look ma, no protection
Now I got a daughter named Ayana Monet
And I can
good morning, dude, Eagle Street corner Tune
Long dough, no short bread, no Lorna Doon
I'm warning you
We on the move
Bunch of female dogs and garden
warnin' you, we on the move
Bunch of female dogs and garden tools
That's bitches and hoes, hospital full, sick of my flow
Hip-hop was washed up so I
upside the head of
My favorite baby seal he said Peak-a boo
With a lead-filled snow shoe
Hit him on the nose and hit him on the fin
You know that got me
to God all I fear
Is Allah so why try me?
Cross me get crucified, why would I lie akhi?
You look like the Predator by prey
(pray) on God akhi
They say if
never had much
Bread, rice and water is what we called lunch
Got me and my fam like the Brady bunch
Started this rap thing time to clutch
No tolerance for
Yo, ASAP here
We 'bout to kill a fucking game
You know who the fuck we are
You know my motherfucking name
I fucked your dame and she bought me
to go
Dog named Sue
One way to know
Fall into
Fall into
The dog named Sue
I got you beat by the miles
I make you bleed when I smile
I'm undefeated from
to catch me in the club, I don't do brunch
Zoe boy caught his opp, rolled him in some white runtz
Throw the money deep like I'm Brady, cause I got a bunch
knots
So you know what he sell
I ask me for money
He give me some hunnids
And tell me don't waste it on nails
My new boo name might
Start with a A
He play
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?
me, they're crazy!"
Now you'd remember that studebaker hoch was standing on the edge of billy's mouth,
So that when he laughed, he lost his balance
drive
Me crazy, goddamn, bitch, you talk too much
White squares like the Brady Bunch
(The Brady Bunch)
Pussy talkin', know I get you touched
(Know I get
nigga, he know it's love
I give no fucks
I know this bitch named Simmy
She gives me slow fucks
You know I gave about four bucks
‘Cause she a known hoe, but
a punk
I'll put his family in boxes meet the Brady Bunch
How y'all feel y'all selves Shaquille y'all selves
Us cowboys don?t need you you Bill Parcell
a punk
I'll put his family in boxes meet the Brady Bunch
How y'all feel y'all selves Shaquille y'all selves
Us cowboys don?t need you you Bill Parcell
uh, pastry cup
Cakey, rump, ice cream
'Cedes truck, nine screens
Brady Bunch, wide screen
I was 13 with fake bling
When Killa Cam was on the corner
uh, pastry cup
Cakey, rump, ice cream
'Cedes truck, nine screens
Brady Bunch, wide screen
I was 13 with fake bling
When Killa Cam was on the corner
you hatin'
You despise, cause I'm super fly
I look down on you, and I fly
Gettin' dollars by the Brady Bunch, break the bank, slam dunk
A malice
on the level
I crush shins, the roughest hardrocks to Fruity Pebbles
Well nigga, boo hops, you know my crew rocks, who wanna test me?
I'm next G, heavens
rather get
When your boo prop me
I'm a sedative
'cause I beat it repetitive
Used twat b
All in ya mouth and you never knew charlie
[Chorus: x2]
position so get back to where you came here from
I'm serious, my flow is sure to leave you in delirium
Delirious, delicious rhymes, so thank me if you
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