Lyrics:
baby
Check this shit out right here, uh
E Pluribus Unum is the album I'ma drop
It'll make you bitch niggas as hard as rocks
Giving head
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
When homeboys put vogues on any car
With 6 by 9's smoking burner
Everybody got addicted to my dope fiend beat
Whole town fucked around and started
the music in they ears, they would have lost it
The seventh album by a musician they both revered
First time this planet heard it, let's call it a world
by the way I whip it, way I whip it, way I whip it
She likes the way I whip it
I whip it
Man look here, I've been anti-corporate since daddy told me
Here he goes again
Heard a tune called "Who's Got Lyrics?"
I made a tune called "Stupid Question"
Fam I got flows again, I
Write the wickedest lyrics,
don't judge your race (It ain't like that in here)
The place where everybody get along (Respect)
Take you to that place (Yeah), chronic by the pound
action
By seeing it as a challenge, you
Will have converted this negative
Into a positive
Purely by a mental process that will
Result in positive action
always what it seems
We dropped "Super Tight" a album full of killer flows
But then we got caught up with the drugs and the hoes
We didn't realize what
sometimes the other side ain't always what it seems
We dropped "Super Tight" a album full of killer flows
But then we got caught up with the drugs
going my name is Sam Wiiise
Ya beautiful host for this album
Now here's what I wan't ya'll to do man
I want y'all to grab somebody
I want y'all to grab
Ooh
That shit feel crazy
Okay
Okay, okay, yeah
It's tight, woadie
For real
Ayy, ayy
Gettin' here cost me a lot but this feeling is priceless
time’ll have me flat by the life line
So I’m like fine
Got a bottle of the white wine
Coming live from the middle of the night time
Full cup but I find it
I'm still here after I quit rap for nearly half a year
I got to be clear that I still have a rap career
That I had to write a dear former friend note
I'm still here after I quit rap for nearly half a year
I got to be clear that I still have a rap career
That I had to write a dear former friend note
Thratt 187 its a homicide
She said Buks scroll up and buy my premium
I told her stream the album hoe..this gas I'm kickin premium
Mommy that's the rapper
She want a Cuban link
With ice bergs
Type to make her eyes twirl
Beanie made by Yeezy
That she'd never rock
That's my girl
Icing on the vee vees
Look
Vibrate
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handicaps and made it here without one
On my last album I was going insane
I still am just by now I've gotten used to the pain
Take more green to my head
Holdin' my daughter in the booth
Her momma out there somewhere in that Bentley tryin' to find a roof
Poof, I wave my wand and here comes Kendrick
Holdin' my daughter in the booth
Her momma out there somewhere in that Bentley tryin' to find a roof
Poof, I wave my wand and here comes Kendrick
Holdin' my daughter in the booth
Her momma out there somewhere in that Bentley tryin' to find a roof
Poof, I wave my wand and here comes Kendrick
Curtis them,
Courtesy of my Smith & Wesson,
I kill tracks like aids, nigga get infected,
[Chorus]
The whole world been waiting on him,
Here I come,
The 411?
The '94 is here
We gon' have something new for y'all asses on this next album, man
Yeah, we gon' have something new for your asses
We going
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