Lyrics:
I'm gone off the Dusse by myself
I treat it
Eat it
Beat it right
Yea that's a triple threat
Got the bomb you da bomb
You triple threat change you sing
all ready know what it is)
Thank god for those days, thank god for those nights
Though it might seem wrong thank god for that white
They use
me off
Get me believing
We're going all the way this year
Then it's a first-round exit
This shit ain't fair
'Cause I ain't no cowboy
I don't wear no
out in Canada
That's Trudeau
I ain't never lied in my prime
How I minister the flow is unknown
They don't know where it's comin' from
Like phone calls
of New Orleanswe call him this:
Georgia (That's right) Georgia (Bush)
Now, this song is dedicated to
The one with the suit
Thick white skin and his eyes
bitches
When the light hit the ice, it twankle and glistens
Baby, Brian, B., Bubble, you can call me what you feel
Hoppin' out the platinum Hummer with
[LIL WAYNE:]
Man a Rasta, shata, him oh fire and nobody enter
Them troop shoot them run like them playa's oprah
They know me kingdom, make em scream
for her nigga
Lemme come thorugh, hit the stash, and walk up by the nigga
I can't see no other bitch for the B.G.
But a hot girl fo sho call her
a ass wit' it
See now when Lil' Wayne put that dick down
Biznites can't even walk or even sit down
Wipe your mouth off and let me hit now
That Rum
Old ass rappers
Complainin' what the business is
'Bout the state of hip
Soundin' like some bitches
Hop your ass off a rich nigga dick it's ridiculous
glasses empty now
It's time to rise and shine
There's one less cause in the world
To be leaving for
It was back in 39
When I was one year old
Sitting by
somewhere overseas, foreign sick
Thought you could fuck with me, by far Rem sick
Meek, Drake, Safaree, I see men in your pants
We call that Jelani, get it
a black life span
I wonder sometimes if it has a price scanner
I feel like checking out on life, can't escape this circumstance
I'd rather hear 'em say
to earn
I ain't concerned
With the status quo
Ayo they counterfeit
pseudo
I'm a Martian call me Bruno
It's impossible I'm unstoppable
Antetokounmpo
I grind
turn to earn
I ain't concerned
With the status quo
Ayo they counterfeit, pseudo
I'm a Martian call me Bruno
It's impossible I'm unstoppable
Antetokounmpo
please. My goons got guns on deck. Nigga D. I. E. or live off I.v's. It's what I am with tha YB's
[Yung Berg:]
Get em
Fresher than a baby's bottom crazy
when the income is nothin'
And the heat never be on so get that heat from the oven
It's humility, still humanized by these memories
You and I could never
of me, they about equal,
Call it a bust, when I'm all in a rut,
I'm a Klusterfuk, nigga y'all are just
FECAL,
growin' up low enough, musta sucked
caught the foul just like the ref
I'm better off all by myself
Maybe I'm narcissist as well
But anyways
I just charge it to the game
Pussy, money, weed I
dividends
Baby you stay by my si-ide
Baby you stay down to ri-ide
Niggas want smoke but I don't get high at all
We can be cool whenever you decide to call
me Clark Kent cause it's super strength how I lift this game yes I'm a different person at night
The mandem talk to me like Bruce Wayne
Fam dem
what do I do if I fade off
Just hoping I'm making the right calls
Shit that they saying that's old news, yea
Fuck imma do when it's all over
Blaze
We gettin' money, man, I'll show you how to turn profit
In the hood they call me Joey the prophet
First you cop it, then you cook it, then you chop
and the soul wonder how it's getting some healthier vibes
Broke the holdover for the whole summer, now I'm spitting all deadlier rhymes
I got a Kobe jumper for
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