Lyrics:
Don't want nobody's name on my behind
Lee on my legs, sneakers on my feet
D by my side and Jay with the beat (beat)
Jay, Jay, Jay, Jay, uh, uh
We
Y'all just writing it on paper I make 3d Raps
I Kill verses like Thanos when they see me snap
Last album for the ladies - yo u see these stats?
How
go on and on
I'm taking over and they mad like father-in-laws
Okay enough of the punchline, that ain't showing me you different from the other guys
Ooh
Yeah
Yeah
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Catch a nigga by his toes
If he hollas let him go
Tryna sell out my all my shows
They be knocking at the door
in it so fine
By the only people he trusted that wanted him to resign
I'd go back
And smoke a blunt with Achilles
Toss him a pair of Timbs and watch
to Jermaine
I've been hard since I was solo
Niggas they feel my pain, I make it rain without the strippers
Go against the grain, and push your shit back like
Shining light no UV
They can’t see me
She was by my heel just like Achilles
Kick her out feeling like Rock Lee
I don’t need no ID
Shoot a movie Spike Lee
getting hard, Bruce Lee'd in school,
By other kids acting like the Klan Klux Kru
Pinay tita followed home from work
By a brother yelling at her Yo Bitch
some clothes
Then go and make your homie's head roll, oh
I'd buy you some roses
But you know you don't need those
Nevermind, stop 'fore I impose
I told
kill it
I'ma kill it
My nigga its the
M-A-Triple-D-O
Don't forget the C ho
Visualize the audio
Its album number cinco
Lyrics by the Doctor
You're
after you said everything'd be alright
They say legends never die
Tell me why my legends why they way up in the sky
Tell me why I get high and I get drunk
like 3rd Bass
L.L. stands for Lickin' Lee, or Lickin' Limey
Lickin' Lyles, Lickin' Labels, lickin' they balls
Under the conference room table
fore wall, necklace wearin' beard
You don't want this money till it's rich
Buy my album, coded by Dirty, set you free
Go against the grain, I got
those who say they are of GOD but really are of Satan (Satan)
I wrote a song about him, it'll be on the album, it's the next track
You should play it,
and Papa picked cotton as kids
How is it proper, me shopping at Lids?
The bid that they did won them no compensation
We own this whole nation by right, I
another statistic
My nigga, this courtesy of Compton (courtesy of Compton)
Brooklyn go hard, motherfucker
Love me on the East like I'm Chuck D
an album, get classes
[Chorus]
Look around your surrounded by the M-O-B-D-E-E-P
Infamous niggas rep Queensbridge housing P's
My dunns come through
cold turn you black and blue shit
It don't take much for me to lose it
Just prolly when you thought I was gonna go easy on you
The beat drops
And I'm
baby (nasty)
Oh, the cooties (it's the movie, oh, no)
They comin' to get me, runnin' (runnin')
Touched by the unloyal
Trust, I had to shower for
baste in it
And the crowd going manic
Get to their heads with techniques
They don't understand it
Things that you'd learn if you were a bandit
I'm another
Hook
I'm a (savage) savage yeah (yeah)
They be saying that we the (baddest) baddest yeah
We (yeah) be stacking all this cabbage(cabbage) yeah
Hook
I'm a (savage) savage yeah (yeah)
They be saying that we the (baddest) baddest yeah
We (yeah) be stacking all this cabbage(cabbage) yeah
it big but they ain't Chris
I've been doing this
I ain't new to this
I been screwing chicks
By the twos and shit
I never fuck the same hoes
I change
don't like it, I thought you'd be inspired
By the way I whip it, way I whip it
Way I whip it, way I whip it
I whip it
Right past the pretenders,
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