Lyrics:
Roger, Charlie, and Rich
Bitch, my swag bitches, but you can't touch this
So click, click, click, please get off my dick
Just 'cause I know more don't
either crunk in the club)
WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT
Don't matter where I hang
People love my twang, uhh
(Call us country or Southerners mayn)
(We
a queen trapping ass round town
You looking for love in all the wrong places
Thirteen colonies founded by Masons
Chasing nightmares disguised as wet
either crunk in the club)
WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT
Don't matter where I hang
People love my twang, uhh
(Call us country or Southerners mayn)
(We
Sidewalk Stepper Scubble
Odell Beckham Jr. seven twenties what's the bubble
You can't walk in my shoes cause I don't play by the rules
I got everything
then coward duck your head
You don't know who you be fucking with you'se better off, dead
Is what I say, best run the other way
In case of physical
then coward duck your head
You don't know who you be f***in with you'se better off...dead
Is what I say, best run the other way
In case of physical
to this
Puna boy anthem
Wasn't even Going jump onto this mix
But you know your island girl ain't no bitch
Fuck an eighth, go four-miles for an oz
Zip high
to this
Puna boy anthem
Wasn't even Going jump onto this mix
But you know your island girl ain't no bitch
Fuck an eighth, go four-miles for an oz
Zip high
to this
Puna boy anthem
Wasn't even Going jump onto this mix
But you know your island girl ain't no bitch
Fuck an eighth, go four-miles for an oz
Zip high
boy anthem
I pour to this, yea, ooo fill my cup to this
Puna boy anthem
Wasn't even Going jump onto this mix
But you know your island girl ain't no
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
the thing
I see it and don't see it
Up in here, dawg, before I
Go, it's just so crucial, man
Nigga can't even you don't
Whistle in the shower, in the pen
with no solution
Check the bag, with just one flow
You may find you don't need a ego
It's Dog Boy, you know me chat nonstop
With the roots
Dripped and we draped out
Know what I talkin bout
You don't see my diamonds
Cause them boys comin out
I'm a take and break the mic
Yes that got me goin
+Two Dope Boyz+
Spittin Organized Noize via microphone
Do you believe The Source gave only
Gave 4 and a half microphones
They shoulda gave that a classic
Bad Boys
Bad Boys
In the mix
My love
Now you’re lying lonesome
With visions of blue
Vision in you
Again you let your heart go
And when ever you do
It’s
ain't flew it
Dripped and we draped out
Know what I talkin bout
You dont see my diamonds
Cause them boys comin out
Im a take and break the mic
Yes that
‘round the city we don't need to have a guide, ay
Going international, first class on a flight, ay
First class on flight, ay
Blinded by my ice
Do you feel
with the toyz
Thats why i fkn said
HOLLA @ yo boy
HOLLA cuz its noize
Fkn lil boyz
Shoot LAKEBREEZE
They gon bury LAKEBREEZE in a Rolls Fkn Royce
Out smoke him, not really, nope
Peeps promote me coast to coast
Eat bacon eggs and love french toast
Peeps give me good indo
Don't you ever take me for
to embarrass you
Run with me, she like a marathon
Just love me down all the way home
Come on, now, I ain't ever been wrong
I know you ain't put me in
seen a white boy in the trap
If you talkin on me we gon take you off the map
And I ain’t ever fuckin cap in my mother fuckin rap
Like damn baby is you
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