Lyrics:
black)
I don't feel like you care
See I'm black everyday baby
what's a black square
Don't focus on what's back there
Got bare assets
More than I appear
First verse, uh I'm on 'til I'm on a island
My life's ridin' on the Autobahn on autopilot
Before I touch dirt, I'll kill you all with kindness
I
takin' shit
Now you can say I'm on some hatin' shit
But them facts, I'm not just sayin' shit
Biggie really sold crack and fucked mad hoes
Did Faith Evans
MM dROP! Yes indeed
It's the Biz Markie with the Beatnuts
And I'm gonna count along with
This girl like this
One, two we'll come for you
Three, four
so I made a twice to us, so
Wake up and goin' get it, baby
I'm just doin' me you never mind as pacifics
I'm busy, i'm doin' Bentleys with
Million dolla
dangling my DTP charm
Gotta get in and I'm wit it, it's a must
I talk it, you see that gold
If you want it, it's a must
You walk it
Baby blue Benz, old
of Ciroc
Crib on the water got LeBron up the block
Money ain't the thing baby welcome to the Mark
Diced pineapples talking diamonds by the jar
Bitch so
hopping along, when suddenly he comes and cures me.
One minute I'm a leper with a trade, next moment me livelihood's gone.
Not so much as a by your leave.
me how you really feel?
You're just another target you're a mark
To test the schemes I'm planning
Once you're in my sights you're getting
Shot up by my
a must
I talk it, you see that gold
If you want it, it's a must
You walk it
Baby blue Benz, old school,
'74 ho next to the blue and grey Rolls
With
Welcome back. *audience applauds*
We're here on Bad Boy television, and I'm Trevin Jones
and I've been conversing with the Mad Rapper.
And quite
Shawty mad cause I ain't playing by her rules
I'm not your dad but I tell you what to do
Shawty bad and I got her in a mood
Now you mad mad mad cause you
and flipped it hopped on a jet to smoke by the bay
All of this cash abundance I’m feeling myself baby what can you say
If you wanna learn how I’m living just
[Chorus]
They mad at me
Check got Os, diamonds in my chain (they mad at me)
Good got Jordan's, the sun in my Range (they mad at me)
Pass by don't
of Ciroc
Crib on the water got LeBron up the block
Money ain't the thing baby welcome to the Mark
Diced pineapples talking diamonds by the jar
Bitch so
you
Mad I wanna kiss ya
Mad I wanna be with you
I'm just mad I wanna hold ya
Mad I wanna cuddle
Baby I wanna see you soon
'Cause baby nobody else
Can
throwed
I'm coming down riding with my partners, fuck a ho
Those hoes be out to get you, for everything
But I'm out there trying to come up and swang
throwed
I'm coming down riding with my partners, fuck a ho
Those hoes be out to get you, for everything
But I'm out there trying to come up and swang
flesh
I'm never dismayed by the sound of ya death
I'm ahead of this king with the crown
I forget
Why they hating on this
Fam make it make sense
Boy you
're through with me
'Cause I just came clean (please don't be through with me)
What you feel about that, baby?
I'm just guessing
Are you through with me?
Ima giddy up
Now I’m shopping for the baby, where the sippy cups?
Stalking my page you think you know me from a picture
Never judge a book by
done with you
I'm done with you
Nobody like me
You should know by now
I'm done with you
I'm done with you
So now I'm stepping back
To get back on my
can get it (get it)
Pull up whenever, whenever, you know I'm with it
Don't get it twisted
Nothin' like none of these bitches
But sometimes I get in
mad? Bitch is you mad? (Ah-ha)
Ummm, somebody baby father in my dm
Got some head to SZA, told him eat it on the weekend
If you licking then I’m with it
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