Lyrics:
gettin' low
With my bright skin shawty, call her light show
She like Reese I'm tryna light that
Show love, she hold me down like an ice pack
It's big
we hit your condo
Got another friend with me
Named Whitney from Chicago
Whitney love ta model? I'm thinkin' ménage
The truck parked out from
The Chevy
Goodwill loves me Macklemore than you
I've got flat screen TVs, with skate videos on repeat
All the latest CDs, mp3s, and Beats by Dre
Thank you very
Live by the gun die by the same shit you bust
Fly bitches with waves from DC to Cali
Rally and tally up my dough
For the grand finale
Grapevines
the war
Stop the war bitch
We got more soldiers on the front line
Dying for the love dying one time
Rap niggas, I'mma take off with your plate
Im the God
the fashion or Fendi
School of hard knocks, yeah I was an attendee
If I gotta show could be one up or ten deep
Lord protect me from all the fake love, I can
live
See, me I want the show doe, some get no dough
It's up to you though, choose your own path bro
But remember when you live by the pen
Yo kid,
All I'ma say is I love y'all who rock with me
I love y'all who took care of me
I love y'all who fucking drove me from New York to Boston to do
Radio
don't give a fuck about one
Them hoes ain't even got love and they boo-hooin
Now when I take it pass rap
While I'm still gang bangin bitch nigga catch
Like, don't listen to rap, it's the evil music of today
But, I really fell in love with the sound that was coming out form the East Coast
So we got it
Versace and Louis
Please, I'm the reason this rap game is unisex
I'm the reason bitches want bigger breasts
Show some respect where respect is due
throw up the semi on a nigga yeah!)
You 'gon make them boys dump
Leave you and your man slump
You 'gon make them boys dump
Show them with the right one
everything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon
So if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc
Don't pop me no fucking pill, I'mma a pop you
by 4
Believe, if I catch him, bet you the hoe gon' go
See me with (?), you ain't gon' see the hoe no more
They love when I talk that shit
Roll
need a guy like you
She needs a guy like me, with a high IQ
And she'll take to my rap, cause my rap's the best
The educated rapper MD will never fess
ova here hustlin', we ova here grindin'
You rap about money and nigga might sign ya
You rap about me and a nigga might find ya
Banana in ya ass with ya
what they say
Stacks with Dax, we get plaques, y'all relaxing
Relax, don't make me act black bout that action
Rap class with bad ass kids and tongue
the crack smoke (yeah)
In the hearts of those who grind with Os (Os)
They feel my pain (pain), they at my shows (yeah)
That's why I got this glass pot
What you say hammer? Proper
Where are the real women?
This raps grand national dJ Quik and Jon B
I ain't down to Earth I'm in
A stratus and I love
up, Wynwood put them up
To all the Haitians from Little Haiti that show me love
Sak Passe gracia dios ya llegue
Now I'm on my way to the top bringin
To show the love the world all gave me their hand
In marriage 2 million passenger white carriage
Cause i said "I Do" to every single one of my fans
Poppin
warm nut on your breasts
Ain't nothin' fuckin' with them bitches
(nah) from the West
Eternally thug nigga, Hilfiger made by Tommy
So when I speak hope
merely
Freak by choice, not force, I would never be
Charged with a rape, if she say no, I'ma let her be
Why should I let that worry me?
Too many
up, Wynwood put them up
To all the Haitians from Little Haiti that show me love
Sak Passe gracia dios ya llegue
Now I'm on my way to the top bringin
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