Lyrics:
and ain't trying to find her
You're not minor so little mama I'm gonna name you
Queen Koopa for the night tonight I'm gonna claim you
Picture your leg lifted
when
Albums drop
Champagne pop, molly pop ,her body rock on my cock
She's my queen and I'm her king
Do my thing
Acid trips, enlightenment
Heightened
I'll be fine (I lied)
"Chi you pose to tell niggas you poppin"
I am just by telling the truth in my rhymes
Thought I'd be popping when I moved to Cali
My
Fine Queen next to me got my two heads throbbing
If a nigga try to rob me let the hammer do the clobbering
See a hater it's on insight
Wipe em out like
don't fuck with no ritas
I got two stripes on my bands I ain't talkin adidas
You would think we ain't her type by the way that she treat us
They like we
like a banner she been ran thru by the team
Nigga text me say "I'm short" I hit him back like fuck you mean
U don't have all of my money nando gonna eat
the face 6, so check her out on tweetpic
All you rappers tapping touching hunching over your screen
I'm on an N train rocking through Astoria, Queens
When we
around my ankles
I spank her with 20 Glizzys on
She don't know what hit her dog
Thunderstruck by stardom
Thundercat, aux cord
She bussing back long strokes
back over that kitchen sink
Hit the sack when appendage shrink
Rolling packs only built for that Cuban link
Hearing this next punchline from us might
rocket no stopping me,
I was in New Orleans I hit the block with ease,
Sipping amaretto sour on the bourbon streets,
Talking bout who that there that be
MAN y'all MUST GOT ME CONFUSE I TAKE NIGGAZ BY TWO I BREAK NIGGAZ IN TWO MAN y'all FAKE NIGGAZ IS through I HEAR YA ALBUM IS POO I'm JUS TELLIN DA TRUTH
gravou uma primorosa versão de “Grândola, Vila Morena” na compilação “Não São Paulo – II” (Baratos Afins, 1986), e no álbum de estréia (365, Continental,
even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it's hard to believe
Well it's true homeboy, it's not a lie
I used to sell tapes on Sunnyside
I used
the Queen looks pretty in pink
These other MC’s are skint
I’m looking at black BM limousine tint
'Cause I don’t want nobody to see me
Unless I’m on TV
Yo, you
her, I'll eat her
Do anything to please her
My ghetto queen of Sheba
I'm the type that'll get you by the fireplace
Get you hype when I lick it, put
/ get a little fame
Good head plus i love her frame
She da 1 had 2 give her wedding ring
Pictures with a queen by the pool like gucci mane
Gotta watch
Many people had the nerve to think we would end the trend
With Criminal Minded, an album which is only ten
Funky, funky, funky, funky, funky hit
yeah yeah, yeah)
Keeps the world grooving, grooving
Uh uh uh, alright, uh huh
Now if you want to step
You gotta play it by the rules
You gotta
the world grooving, grooving
Uh uh uh, alright, uh huh
Now if you want to step
You gotta play it by the rules
You gotta do what I do
When I do, what I
album's hot and your album's not
I done been getting movie deals
I done been getting paid like Vinzel
I done been by ?
And five double o's
And 1 2
spent
Ima just flex cuz my fit cuz your rent
Yea, and i hit on this bitch and her friend
They in a group chat, they gon' rant on me
That's how you know i
of fillings in this game like I just left the dentist
Without a numbing needle
I feed the people 'cause I love the people
Two series at once, yeah, let's run
get scared by angels
I have no fear to fail because I'll get through it
To get me through my hell, I had to make music
And I wanted to do it different
Still fightin paranoia
Anxiety at an all time high
Better days that I'm pushin for
Are what help me get by
Sheez still roll brown haze by
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