Lyrics:
on the turntables
Ant Live I don't need you collectin the dough
And Little Daddy since you my brother
get yo' ass on in here
Cause we gettin ready to take things
money
I'ma little snobbish, lil' bit toxic
Pretty punani, made me a goddess
Fresh out of the college, makin' millions of dollars
That shit turn me
the most guys post high
I keep my focus towards the ground, and pound
Any brother who's my ace to my face
Even if snakes on the unda', I try not to wonda'
on
On my Michael McDonald Doobie Brothers shit
Telling myself to slow my
Roll and be patient with this
That's really all I can do
The fear of losing it
rabbit your tricks to tricky
You've been drinking and I've been listening to how no you like me fifty fifty
That's pretty shitty from a little city getting
I'm better than half of these niggas. I don't fuck like half of they bitches
I'm fucking these little bitty bitches. Wow, that's such a bad decision,
out in P.R. with two seats, I had
Had your heart inside my mind
Had your mind inside my heart wish you just held onto mine, a little longer
Hold me
little scraps of nothingness
Those scattered all about infinity
All different shapes and sizes going wherever
But all of one entity
That I had
'm shit baby, I'm sick
Baby, that's it baby, I'm
Sick
She was thiccy-thiccy little crazy
And we bonded over liquor
Next door I partied daily
And we met by
'm sick
Baby that's it
Baby I'm sick
She was thiccy-thiccy little crazy
And we bonded over liquor next door I partied daily
And we met by chance in her
from me
I guess I cut it up again and call it a day cuz
you got a man, he never home,
pretty little thing cryin on the phone
city lights came
the door she barking
I turned down the Johnny Carson
Jumped out the bed, we grabbed both his legs
Me and my brother, not knowing the pain he gave my
wait I rhymed, crap
We poppin off just an itty bitty little bit
Uh, you already know its lit, we the shit
Uh, we droppin on, uhh
I wanna go to moisty
Lord I done told ya
Pretty little thing riding by in a champagne Corolla
I asked the boys on the corner
Did they know just how many them things you
a tail between my legs. I started to visit my family more often, mostly because I missed my little brother who was 10 at the time. I remember I went home
Check
How we sounding?
Pretty good?
Alright, let's get it then
I'd like to kick this thing off with a little disclaimer
Beats this hard make
"Have a good day"
I feel like Phineas, I got
A brother with green hair
And he slide with a Drac'
That little nigga a fruit, I hopped
Out the front
em with the wu tang
Struck em
You act tough brother, you better talk like it
I'm sporadic, blowing like a pistol just to strike it
Breaking bones, do
(Haha, G-L-A)
You know, alright gang, I got you
Yeah, yeah (no sir ski)
No jump back on that little bitty choppa stick
No sir ski, my habits
the keys to my car, and I jump in
Hit the Liquor store, buy my Cigars and 'gen
Get drunk and I'm off in the wind
Lookin' for a itty bitty pretty that could
car, and I jump in
Hit the Liquor store, buy my Cigars and 'gen
Get drunk and I'm off in the wind
Lookin' for a itty bitty pretty that could hold
Arab boy with the curly hair
she think I’m so pretty
I don’t wanna go anywhere
Fell in love with the city
I enjoy it day n night
On a boat with
pretty good
Hustled up a little dough
But I got drunk and I woke up rolled
A couple of months ago
They got my harp and they got my dollar
Them low
a jokester, oh he so silly
To keep it real I got nothing to pity
Just sometimes things in my mind ain't so pretty
Start to feel I'm itty bitty, like I'm little
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