Lyrics:
mattress
Boy, I don't need sleep, you can have it, because I
Got some cute girls tryna get me downtown
Got a bunch of fake friends tryna smoke me out
But
nice
With battle I'll crack all your gear and all your wack raps
You can't be saved by your babbling or your backpack
Doing it for the love is
And ironically, when you do it that way
More people end up saved
I paved my way by scrapin' it
You ain't never seen a nigga
Like me, if you did
I guarantee they was
Place me on any track, I'ma do laps
Get the ghost face, post haste, no take backs
You tryna play King Louis, nigga, we can take bats
To yuh Mellon, til it
get away with murder
Ever heard of Asperger's? It's a rare condition
It's what you're suffering from when you simply don't care if it's an
Eighty
ask for
Give you an answer to all of your questions
But you always wanna ask more
I'm gettin' sick of it
Baby, you know you're magnificent
But you bad
you check the beat and it’s made by Jojo it’s hits we serve no tray
I knocked down these doors better check me in cos I came down here to stay
the game, so I'm playing the field
I tell the truth; I don't fill her with lies
They feel on my hair, I feel on their thighs
It's a trade off, baby, it
without us
We get it started
Party Crashers
There's no way you start
The party without us
(Let's go baby)
TCNick in the TC clique, with the TC drip
hydraulics
You wish you was the guy let's be honest
All these niggas in the ends wanna be JoJo
Make it out and leave the gang that's a nono
Fake friends scope
Its X2Z baby
Heakx & Errybaez
Pardon me miss, if i can steal some of your time
Give me the end of this track I'll see if i can make you mine
I can't
they know and shit
And on that note, I keep it G
Like track four, "Kick in the Door" by Notorious B.I.G.
Don't believe me, look that shit up, I
you can dead it
You know that I got you right
Let's get on a private flight (I)
Baby girl I could leave earth today or tomorrow
So I need you by my side
and I'm back in a minute
I'm livin' no limits, you better get with it, I'm gone
They stressin' out while I'm chillin'
I'm stretchin' out on fresh linens
[Usher]
It's gon' be along night (drop)
Your-sher baby! (Oh oh) (yeah)
Yeah man! (Oh oh)
This is a J-Lac track man!
(Oh oh)
(Oh oh)
to the cheese
You gotta respect it
They think i'm dyslexic
The way i be flipping them Ps
You niggas is different
You niggas be hating
I swear that shit
baby let me kick a little game to you
I've been watching you, watching me
And I know you want it
Come on let me kick a little game to you
Lean against
Fronting like you row boat blaze that bush
Whether your Mary jane is def or even if
It’s so-so teasing bitches
With ice cubes on their nipple
Keep ‘em
nothing changed pe we be the same crew
Resurrection in the game here to save you
Yo it's going down baby it's going down family
That's my word we
see why like JoJo
Ha, ho hate me just by lookin' at my photos
Punk ass bitch, I don't want your life (punk ass bitch)
I don't want your nigga, no, we
diet pills, aight?
Got me looking at the sugar in
The Kool-Aid that you made
You need to chase it
Down with some toothpaste
Still stuck to the simple
Jojo in this bih
You already know what the fuck going on (Hahaha)
Straight bullshit
Let's get it aye aye
Niggas can't stop my hustle
Got a bad bitch
cnother Christmas all alone yo, well that would be a no-no
So will you come Brighten up my December baby like Jojo
CHORUS
So this time it won't be like
It's gon be a long night
Drop Usher baby, oh yeah
Yeah man, oh
This is a J-Lac track man
Oh, oh, oh
Oh girl, you know how to find me when you need
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