Lyrics:
man
Imma all star
With an all star team yeah
It's just Noah, Jay, and Jake
And my man Ghilly
And we into stranger things
Like that girl Millie
Make
on the NFL…
Satan just gave me the deed, what that means, i’ll give you hell…
Independent hustle, trust me homie, man I know it well…
Had to wife my girl up
Ayy, check it nerve, oi!
My girl does hot shit (Yeah)
Like strangle fans in the mosh pit (Nice)
After rackin' grams like it's on tick (Uh)
I got
slide, make him dance like Toosie
Right foot creep
Now I’m feeling like Youngboy
I can take her heart
And I can play it like a Gameboy (Hold on)
Niggas
They said keep making references
We made a album
You stuck in the middle
So you kinda feeling like Malcolm
I just did business with a dude
Named
do[01:48.27]A round two[01:49.14]Yo George skip hop on here[01:51.12]Yo I got bars[01:52.47]And the girls know I'm hung[01:54.47]Like a tuna can can[01:55.52]Nah
Verse 1
I been on my grizzy sayin fuck you den
Yeah and I’m bluffin like a grizzly
I wonder where you been
And I’m all out Minnesota wit these
feel like this forever (Yah Yah)
But I'd rather do it wrong than never Im finally, back in track no matter (AY AY)
How I feel in the future (Ugh)
I'm
the morning
Stick with you when you're lonely
Girl I'll be always by your side oh
Always by your side oh
I'll sing you songs till the morning
Stick with you
and my wrist
Got these rap boys scared like who's man’s this
Shoot my shot with your favorite girl who can’t miss
I just lean with it rock with it drinks
that the boy was stool, now my shit, they're checkin' for it
And your girl, she's addicted to it, I think that ho needs Betty Ford
All I heard was
lotto (Max)
Got girls like mullato
White girls on white girls
Feeling like Narco
big bag like cargo
My crew like Mad Max
Rude boys hot steppas (Hot)
Cross
waste your time
Girl you could be mine
You're the apple of my eye
Girl I can't even lie
No they ain't my brethren no
No them boy are not my friends
girl, know the wine the boy
This money safe, no be toy
hey girl, no dey play with us
No the act like brother thomas, cause I'm Miims
Let me tell you what
Riding down the block with a chop
Just did a wop
Put that boy in the dirt
Leave him dripping like an eye drop
Never flop
New bitch everyday
Its
none of these broads would get withcha
You think you can get any girl you want
Front like you's a playa but i bet you won't get nothin
Cause if you were
(Y'all ready for this?)
It's the white boy from Daga
Stab you in the back but I'm not a backstabber
Tell an MC he'll get bunned like shatter
R.I.P. Ty-Ro may he rest in peace
He died 9 years ago when his album released
I'm not sure anybody heard it when it hit the streets
It had a cute
up in the pot
Feeling clean like listerine boy just wait until album drop
Wait and see, cuz I’m finna be
Yeah
Wait and see, cuz things are rolling into
See, that's the only kinda dude I'm demandin'
And let the girl like me understand it
And the ones that ain't
They still gotta have it
They don't know
(Uh huh, it's my shit
All the girls like to)
A few times I been around that track
So it's not just gonna happen like that
'Cause I ain't no hollaback
tonight (night)
You gotta work yo jelly
If you gon' dance with me tonight
Read my lips carefully if ya like what you see
Move girl, prove you can hang
Cause instead of walkin' by
She walked right up and with a smile
Said c'mon boy I like your style.
(Whistles)
Will I date her
So long boy's
I'll
My mind was in a whirl
'Cause talkin' to a girl
Is my weakness
I guess I look just like a clown
Getting up and fallin' down
Hangin' on a parkin'
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