Lyrics:
might wanna snap
Buy a couple of inner bottle jab
Moneybag went to scalawag
Money money
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yourself how can you blame that
Running round town but you can't text your man back
Fuck you
You wanna fuck with them scalawags
You can have them scalawags
All attachments I'm lettin go
Scalawags gettin deaded gone
Ima let the blood shed some more
Lessons lessen the lecture load
Sacrificin a blessin Lord
Niggas, bitches, bitch-ass niggas
Dyke-ass hoes, black-ass, bright-ass hoes
Fags, hags, and scalawags, get y'all motherfuckin' ass on the floor, ya
Niggas, bitches, bitch-ass niggas
Dyke-ass hoes, black-ass, bright-ass hoes
Fags, hags, and scalawags, get y'all motherfuckin' ass on the floor, ya
We got scalawags we got queens in drag we got pushers pimps and punks
We got crips and bloods we got dykes and studs
We've got junkies thieves
Stealing all my beer
I'm like lemme get my natty back
Kick u like a hacky sack
Sicker than a scalawag
Funnier than adam sandler in the movie caddy shack
of happiness
Experience the irony of life
And were lost in oblivion
Yo! Big up massive, Santing Scalawags, CDMCs a bun da place, Respect!
Some maybe happy for
nasty, bald head, scalawag
But you better be careful
Cause
What you do to me
God gone turn around baby
And let you get it back
You say that you love me (I
a scalawag
Bitch licking balls to my tally wack
Inventory my storage full of new toys yeah
Flat beach balls and pockets running them naked
Got fifteen for
down, after two words they sucking it down
They chasing the bag, they fucking for tags
Ratchet bald head scalawags
But back to Carey, who I almost
scalawags nigga
They see me coming dine in my jalopy
Straight pimp sheit
know is I wanna ball hoe
Like the head on a scalawag
Up now I been down bad
Don't be down on yourself
You gon bounce back
Soon enough ion doubt that
I
bald head scalawag bitches tryna have my baby in the mercedes this life is crazy but I never let the shit phase me your bitch she crave me uh honestly
in love with my money
Ain't no fallin' for you scalawags
Took a lot of losses on my journey to the top
Made a promise to myself
Like a pistol I'ma pop
I'm a karate man
Bleed on the inside while you lallygag
I kick knowledge to scholars,
College students, and scalawags
Promoting product inside
Unhand my hickory-smoked Irish coffee, you scalawag
En guarde
Prepare to die, you filthy peasant
Unhand the Irish coffee
Unhand the fucking Irish
fuckin for the bag
Ghetto bitch fuckin off the pill she a scalawag
College bitch super dumb thick twerkin after class
Graduated now she educated she need
hassling scalawags
Was wrapping crack baggies then I took a crack at rap
Big dreams in ville, yea it's hard to imagine that
Big dreams in ville, yea it's
really be insecure when all they do is brag
Like nobody asked you how you get that treasure bag
Little scalawag
But I get it how shall we keep going when
Pullin' up on a scalawag
blunderbuss in hand
"ready yer guns boys
Fire at my command
These scurvy dogs have no place upon the Seven Seas
They didn't
ain't finished (Never finished)
Got no limit (No limit)
It's just business (Busy)
Take and win it (You scalawag)
Up and down, left and right everything
the gwolla
Walking Wilhelmina model
Pretty like a prima donna
Niggas fuck like rabbits so it's naturally I'm framing Roger
Scalawag
Swagger jack
These bitches
of Burden
Down the back alley
East suburbia
Fat alley cat speaks to birdies
Cheap chirping scalawags
It's three thirty
I think I peaked early
Drink
Be merry
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