Lyrics:
're leaving me no choice, but to raise these three kids all by myself
I will not wait for you
A gift
To come home
I threw the candles out
Left your food
going nuts! And it’s really because
At the end of the day
As great as the track is as it is and as
Great as all of the stuff you
Guys did on top of it
It
the same about him
Y'all had some time to sink in
Hey Zach, this song is too long
If you don't like it, hit skip
And go put on some other playlist made by
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
for the Disco Day
Hello Brooklyn
New York, New York, it's a hell of a town
You know the Bronx is up and I'm Brooklyn down
Because they don't
They giddy they cannot see that I'm the one
Like a superstar
They all in a snake pit I shoot and I run
Like a superstar
You also-ran homie because
kiss
Y'all broken because your heart cracked
Quit the first sign of pain I guess your heart lacks
Life paying the price
Take some advice something
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
brand
Of luggage that I’d normally say because
I’ve got a meeting with them
Soon – if you lose your
Expensive luggage at the airport
You can get that back
They done freed Lady Wee welcome home sis
This song was inspired by Mozzy
It's y'all versus us you don't know what you up against
We ain't them you
Oh goodness gracious
I'm gonna make a scene
Can i get your figure?
It's pure consistency
If you wanna we could mix drinks
And do all sorts of nasty
you now, I'm telling you
I'm a shoe in, all my mates are
What the fuck you doing
I rock up to the interview, Mr. McGinley
Get out of this estate,
regrets, no abortion, had a son
By the name of Seven
And he's five
By the time I do this mix, he'll probably be six
You do the arithmetic
Me do
We’ll be okay by the end of the weekend
I’ve been getting fucked up every single night
Cup full of dirty gotta mix it right
Don’t give a fuck where I end
the same
When this kicks everybody have a fit
I like checks but you never in the mix
Imma spit every single chance I get
Never quit that's a fact because
(Hey yo, Adam, what's up? This is Mix Master Mike, I'm calling from Sacramento, um
Ah, I've been wanting to hook up with you, um, maybe on some
of the fall, so I don't look down
Fuck you
Every single motherfucking one of you
I can't even see you, because I don't look down
(Don't look down)
(Don't
They all in my mix tryna figure me out damn
Mind your business
L4E Fuck your producer my beat is by my meechie
Aye tryna get in my mix and figure me
place your price, all you men are mice
Riffin as I'm sippin on a Heineken and gettin nice
I shake em up they papes are gettin dead, nigga sittin
okay
I'm okay (Okay)
I'm okay (Okay)
You can't place a single finger on me
I'm okay
I'm okay
Wrist sorbet
Missin' diamonds that's a cold case
But
(Hey yo, Adam, what's up? This is Mix Master Mike, I'm calling from Sacramento, um
Ah, I've been wanting to hook up with you, um, maybe on some
you
But dogs I hover
So pristine subsisting of Sistine and last suppers
Touched by the divine the rhymes intelligent design
Its Natural Selection I'm
got you up all night
Now what you got in your sprite,
Mix your man with that oil babe, I got you up all night
You got me leaning with you
Leaning with
the tail on the jackass
All because you couldn't pen a name, Mark Twain
For the failure of your chapters
Gotta learn to look between the lines, do you read
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