Lyrics:
Written by: Dèja D. Williams
Produced by: Frederico Stefano Mpyo, Shahid Elamin, Dèja D. Williams
Dèja,
Woo
Yea
Dèja
Dèja
He said I’m
me yeah I know
Like whips, I swerve
Like Williams, I serve
Like pimps, I splurge
Straight from the top like my notes hit the curb yeah
Y'all know this
According to a recent tweet by Iggy Azalea
"Diss songs shouldn't be filled with
Celebrity name drops to pad out lazy bars"
I beg to differ
Rihanna
pain's been felt
My hand's been dealt but it was a missed deal
And words won't express the way a man William feel
I came up with them thugs, I grew up in
check it out
Move itttttttt... i-i-i-i-i-i-i-it's - it's
- [will.i.am]
It's the funk that make you jump, sexy honies shake they hump
Got them dummies
in, check it out
Move itttttttt... i-i-i-i-i-i-i-it's - it's
[Will.i.am]
It's the funk that make you jump, sexy honies shake they hump
Got them
direction and William's sound is
A complete departure after making so
Many records it's what I need
To get my blood boiling
I hope you will not be insulted
bight and strong
They carried William Deacon's body down from old Green Mountain yesterday
He was crashed by a rollin' grabble truck when he stepped out
check it, ah, ah, ah
It's Will.i.am, check it out, check it, ah, ah, ah
Can't be wastin' time, yeah, I gotta make my move, man
Gotta girlie lookin'
(Hit-Boy)
Uh
In the Rolls truck, waitin' for the light change (ha)
Thinkin' damn, I came from the bottom, look how my life changed
And all I
Big Moe]
It's them boys off that Long Drive
That nigga D-Mo
[Verse 2: D-Mo]
Getting crunk on tha real-a
I'm a nigga be smoking that killa
Because we
Big Moe]
It's them boys off that Long Drive
That nigga D-Mo
[Verse 2: D-Mo]
Getting crunk on tha real-a
I'm a nigga be smoking that killa
Because we
can cling to a ramblin' rose?
Your Cheatin' Heart
(Hank Williams)
Your cheatin' heart
Will make you weep
You'll cry and cry
You'll try to sleep.
But
that neck, not playing with a full deck
Make a nigga sweat below the waist line by my johnson
Where my tools kept, who I be? The code name PMD
202
Who stops by to visit me
And she talks about her songs
And the star that she should be
There's a lot of real fine talent
Stayin' in or passin'
You ain't never had a bad bitch (Never)
I can tell you never had a girl that had a bag in
Want it she go grab it
Boy don't blow you're up tryna
wit' me,
Will.I.Am the ghetto!, Will.I.Am the ghetto! (Streets),
Cause' I'm a thug by nature, thug by nature,
Gotta keep thuggin', I'm thuggin',
Identify to profits... Isn't a separate pile...
Couldn't be Williams you gave on me .. where we helpless now... I foresee a day that abroad see... Can't
the beginnin'
Boop boop boopty doo
I want you, you, you, by my swimmin' pool
You, you, you, that would be so cool
You’re my gangsta boy you’re my gangsta boy
rid of me
Militant man with a brilliant plan
I might play the innocent hand
That's a William scam
But not only William can
Pull it off, I can pull off
ever gonna let you get away
Holdin' hands never made me feel this way
So special, boy it's your, it's your smile
We so in love
La la la la
Yeah
innocent get hit by straight shots
And brave cops, protect the community
While corrupt cops, be harassing you and me
Pullin me over, in front
name and I'ma let it ring on you
Like Virginia Williams
I'm too resilient, get out your feelin's
It's gon' be a cruel summer for you
I told Weezy
be woah
Imma hit it like Serena Williams
Fuck you dirty, what?
I like your girl, Imma walk up tough
I don't hold back, Imma say you what I want like
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