Lyrics:
talk
You can tell I'm the shit by the way I walk
Walk wit me now,
Step wit me now,
Step right wit me now,
To the left wit me now,
From
ain't twerkin BITCH BY YI YI
Shawty let me see ya shake it on the flo' butt-naked
Show-stoppin pussy-poppin; damn I like the way you take it
Up
Yeah
Uhh yeah
It’s ya boy Komadyan
They ain’t ready
I’m bout to take the world by storm
They ain’t ready
I don’t think y’all ready for em
They ain’t
Watch your moves, analyze
Don't want no fake love by my side
Soaring higher than an eagle call me Miss America
Ass on panorama while I'm smiling
trusting the process
Happy I'm moving
Even though I have been moving the slowest
You would think that I'm body building by the weight that they place on my
You gone make me wanna act up
Make me wanna bust yo wrist down
Icy girl like Alaska
Show me what a bag is
Show me how this money on flo
Make you do
learned empathy
No matter how bad I was treated
I'm always on the top undefeated
It's my year
Like I'm so focused
Want a crib
Set by the ocean
Give it to my
waists
I like pretty toes
I like pretty face
Chanel on my gal
I can tell by the fragrance
I like the way you smell
Bust up open
Let me taste it
Put it in
I'm like YEH
Yeh yeh yeh
Flo like YEH
Yeh yeh yeh
On that YEH
Yeh yeh yeh
Gone like YEH
Yeh yeh yeh
Oh look Its a bird its a plane
It's Big
Ugh, I don't wanna do this no mo' (no mo')
But dis the only thang that I know
I keep a pistol in my back, and a gauge on the flo' (flo')
The laws
Vision getting blurry
I live by my choice no jury
They say I got the curry
But I'm not in a hurry
Got a good girl by my side
That's why you never see me
I don't know nothin', but I know I'm talented
All you bitches just social climbers
And all you niggas just bait wagonists
Bandwagon ting, I'm not
that was fancy?
I think imma tear the world like the president
Crashin' hotel parties and the residence
I'm over here just blessing people by just
that's the life
His death led to food on our plate, feeling blessed by the state
And the gift of looking for a wife
So you could be mad, but take a second
weak bitch
This hot shit by David Banner
You ain't gotta go nowhere nigga
I'm up in this city, you can find me nigga
You ain't gotta front like it?s
first so the biz can last
Instead, the biz went to
Hell and got infiltrated
By them mainstream infidels
So here to settle the score
Blow up the track
she gotta get the money
Cause she fuckin' with a (p-pimp like me)
Gotta serve a trick at the after party
Cause I got her body in my mind I'm a playa
from the mud, I am a missile like a Scud
What's really good, I'm 'bout that ruckus like Fudd
And I stayed on my flo' at Cash Money, like a rug
Tied
from the mud, I am a missile like a Scud
What's really good, I'm 'bout that ruckus like Fudd
And I stayed on my flo' at Cash Money, like a rug
Tied
to the brothers locked down
Now as long as we keep playing by your rules
I'm leaving shit stains on your flag till I'm trought time
After time I bring them
Kick back and roll up my dope
I know that they'll never find me
When I get lost by the coast
I don't need bandwagon friends
Telling me I'm the man
Who
At least I'm saving hers"
She cried, "Mama, please leave
He don't love you
He just wants to see you bleed
He ain't go nothin' that we need
Forget a father
She say she only let me fuck if I'm bringing a Friend. Put the dick on her so good she told me do it again.
She at the spot turning up and she
gonna help
But maybe you got time
Got a minute just
To get shit tight
Just a little time
To set things right
But I'm just sayin
You don't need to
But you
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