Lyrics:
what is your name, tell me again, when bottles pop you wanna freak, let us begin. Play by play, swang my way. Head bob, hey baby make my day. Get it
from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches
Blue cheese in my off whites
I've been drinkin' Codeine all night
Got your bitch out the DM, put
Northward MC's take caution
The four Horsemen'll chop your head off wit a sword then
Gallop Northward motherfuckers, yeah
So just abide by, what your ride by
Horsemen'll chop your head off wit a sword then
Gallop Northward motherfuckers; yeah
So just abide by, what your ride by
Cause we abide by, what we ride by
mama gotta be fine from head to toe
‘Cause I'm looking at a baby she made so beautiful
Your smile alone could get you anything that a man can give
If
At your motherfucking noggin
Stack up the bread, visit Paris (Bonjour boy)
Superstar flex bitch, call me James Harrison
Reporting for camp
You can find me
Clap your hands everybody, if you got what it takes
'Cause I'm KRS and I'm on the mic, and Premier's on the breaks
Goin' out to the hardcore hip
Clap your hands everybody, if you got what it takes
'Cause I'm KRS and I'm on the mic, and Premier's on the breaks
Goin' out to the hardcore hip
shells by the sea shore
Payin' for the guests on that big ass boat
Yo kids, I'm takin' no shorts, back and forth like a meter
Play it crazy, ballin' see
broken scripts right there
The fans will fix it anyway so we don't care
They'll patch it through micro transactions
So enjoy your pretty nylon bag
Oh
thing on the low
You could buy new clothes, new demeanour, new flow
Still the same old nigga from your head to your toes
Ain't nobody fucking with you coz
a money seed, eat from my money tree
This my life, and how a nigga made it
Superstar hustle considered one of the greatest
I'm a money fiend
By any means,
the poor get educated.
But some of y'all still haven?t grown into your face,
And your face doesn't quite match your head.
And I'm waiting for a brain
take her to your house
Switched up on the bros now
Well what come around go around
Last year I counted up bags of cash
This year it come in by
hands up for Roblox Stars!
I'm your biggest fan waves
I'll follow you until you lcve me
Papa paparazzi
Baby, there's no other superstar you
Know that
There's something you should know
Before you pack your bags and go
There's something you should see
Before you close your eyes to be alone
Without me
Coming off of work happy you just made a bag
Work inside of the mall that's where I saw you last
Seems like I might've caught you at a good time
hard as fuck, I make you ask what was it
Boy you should have known by now, Eazy does it
I was knocking motherfuckers out
What's your name boy
Funky,
the other single celled
Hopin' to god that fuckin' your single sells
I'm bringin' hell, side by side with FMA
I'm the ultimate organism
I got my horns filed
somebody get locked up, just box one-time, shit
Catch a fade, catch a fade, it ain't nothin'
Get your head up, at the gym, bring your knuckles
Look, I'm
(17, thats the 1, thats the 1)
but myself
hoe i fucking believed in nothing but myself
but myself nah
hoe i fucking believed in nothing but myself
by
(17, thats the 1, thats the 1)
but myself
hoe i fucking believed in nothing but myself
but myself nah
hoe i fucking believed in nothing but myself
by
(17, thats the 1, thats the 1)
but myself
hoe i fucking believed in nothing but myself
but myself nah
hoe i fucking believed in nothing but myself
by
I'll practice all night long
I've packed my bags, i've traveled too far
To ever go back home"
There once was a boy by the name of davey rockit
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