Lyrics:
You know the vibes, man. It's my nigga Lace in the building
You know it ya boy, ya boys,JL
You know it's vibes, gang shit, all that gang shit
Bop
everybody
Dont try
To get by
Oh
Baby
I just
Cant
Help it
You so
Mmmm
And
Im like
Mmmm
So if the
Chemistry
Right
Then
The
Feelings
Right
Ok
Lets go
I get by I
the game
Changed my whole fuckin' name
But my heart stayed the same
I still feel all the pain
That's the past but its with me
Had to fast it get gritty
Now
I be wit the killers, I be by myself
I be gettin' money, I be by myself
I stay in designer, I be by myself
It ain't hard to find me, I be by
no class
(None)
She throws fits
(What)
She always put herself first up in tha mix
I'm like damn babygirl you know this here playa shit
It seems
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
Like a hot buttered pop-da-pop-da-pop, dibbie dibbie
Pop-da-pop-pop, you don't dare stop
Come alive, y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now
on them folks
Every time them girls see us
They be like
Ooh, it's wet
[Chorus: DJ Paul]
I got that candy
(It's wet)
I got that candy
(It's wet)
I
to the city they say "Aye"
"J.L. I loved you on that Eight"
"That was like the only thing I played"
They want another one why make 'em wait
Why make 'em wait
taste?"
Before we eat make sure you say your grace
Mmmmm
Look how I it stack up
Bricked up like lego
Im like JL with his eggos
Was use to playdough
Now I
I like it papi bien duro
Tengo todo lo que te gusta papi
Te chupas los dedos con mi teriyaki
Ay Sí
Tú haces que me ponga sexy
Si tú estás pa´ mi yo
miss me please
Sucks my Dick on her block while I'm smoking trees
People say it reek up in this muthafucka
Thrilly blowing za za in this muthafucka
Ahh
it
Feel like it’s going bad though
And I won’t lie, it look like you been on some cap though
Been actin funny when you peep them double taps, yo
education
And I’m sure this will end up online
So I don’t want to diss anyone at
The American Academy, I’m sure it’s equal to
The Art Institute of Chicago by
Hands up in the air
I just want the
I just want the baddest bitch in the world
Right here on my lap
And I'ma hit this drink up like it's my
Hands up in the air
I just want the
I just want the baddest bitch in the world
Right here on my lap
And I'ma hit this drink up like it's my
TERRIFIED, PETRIFIED AND PARALYZED
EXTREME DIMENSION, YOU´RE ALONE, STILL FEEL THE COLD
ATROPHIED BY A TROUBLED MIND, PLEASE ... STOP IT NOW
LOST
no le corro a nada
I come with the pressure
I swear that it feel like u got 20 bill tonelada
I look in your eyes peleo con la muerte my nigga thats
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
ones by Jay Z and Rick Ross she
Did that song because she was asked and
Because "Kanye's a genius" She
Did "Bang Bang"
Because she "knew it would be big"
These suckaz ain't ebk they click wit everybody
My gang known for putting holes all in anybody
Niggas talkin but I ain't even worried bout em
My
'em
We always solve 'em, like
Man, it's kinda crazy thinking about it though
Like so much has happened yo, and I mean shit, by the time y'all are
It's 3AM, I'm back for more, yeah
Just two of us
Show me what I'm waiting for
One by one, one by one
I saw, I with it
I took time, yeah, I
classy, gold hand bone, mama said I'm too flashy
Niggas wanna jack me, tell 'em, "Run it," like a track meet
On my DMX shit, tell my enemies to get at me
I'm doing this for me
Can you see? I'm just like you
You hear my out of tune Muse
You hear its dark views
You see the Lightning in its eyes
You see
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