Lyrics:
(Nah)
Probably find me burning something good you
Can call that "smoking aces"
(Hey, hey hey hey yeah)
Compliment the chef, in the lab
Making greatness
wrong
There's something wrong with me, yes, it is
Look, look up in the sky
Come on look, look, look
And you'll see me flying by
Why don't you just look,
should
Why this boy talking like he hood?
Hit 'em at night, they gon' call me Suge
She gon' see me everywhere she look
Must be a feen cause I got her
of those who don't let you
Without being defeatist
A ray of sunshine when it's bleakest, bleakest, bleakest
A ray of sunshine when it's bleakest
A ray
'til my breath stop
I guess for now call me step pop
We toast for the night and drink for the day
The God shed a tear providing us rain
What a shame
learned somehow (Somehow)
Don't you think we oughta know by now, yeah aye (Ooh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
She wanna pluck on my strings, I call
high key wanna do it all
But don’t cause yall n****s is booty call
Shooters go booyakah
At you n****s influenced by Lucifer
No weapon I’m letting this
Fifteen times I saw the world pass me by
Fifteen times just this week alone
It's getting faster
I don't think the sisters will be happy but
What can you do
bitch , fame is a bonus
I'm on my haters radar like "Oh shit"
See me killin and I'm livin by the ocean
And you know who I'm chillin on the coast with
Call
the daytime with the light
You might be the type if I play my cards right
I'll find out by the end of the night
You expect me to just let you hit it
But
a remote
We know nothing 'bout saving the whole world
I make songs, don't call me no hero
Oh well, I'll be that if you need though
Girls say I'm like a less
Shuffle.
Mike Richardson
I'm L.A. Mike, and I play it cool.
They don't sneak by me 'cause I'm no fool.
I fly on the field and get on down.
tucker
Let the cig snuff you, you a kid, fuck ya
Cocked AK, Mayday, listening to Dre Day
Can't call me, dick in the mouth, something like Ray J
They
tucker
Let the cig snuff you, you a kid, fuck ya
Cocked AK, Mayday, listening to Dre Day
Can't call me, dick in the mouth, something like Ray J
They
Steve-O crowned this beat
Bounce out, I was trappin' at my mom's house
These bitches on me, guess I turned into a dog, now
Hit the strips with
nerve you hear me
Aye Movin be movin
Living too big i don't see these haters they got me feeling like Ray Charles
Used to break down that pure cocaine let
index want a strip show
(Lay on the bed, and give me head)
Robbed him by his bitch, he showed
His ass, we made him strip, bro
(Don't have to ask, don't
How you doing, young lady?
The feeling that you're giving really drives me crazy
You don't have a player 'bout to choke
I was at a loss of words
(Ray Tyson)
Postal border was makin' me mad
So I get up in my cruiser, broke out of the pad
Rolled to the West Side to check out my boys
Twenty
they hands on you
Lil' blood, Skuba Steve tied in with G-Weed
Fire a Backwood up underwater, call it seaweed
Hood bitch fuck me on call, name Lee
like me is hard to come by
The Patrón-ón? Let's go get it on
The zone-one? Yes, I'm in the zone
Is it two, three? Leave a good tip
I'ma blow all
create and tape
A series for me
Lyrically he not hard, fuck Akh bars (Akbar)
The ratchet that'll blow his top
Off I call Teairra Mari
It couldn't be
the floor, doctor don't call it cancer
They said to quick to call it, the x-rays got the answer
I'm under what they call scanners, not in fear, but at ease
It
wrong
There's something wrong with me, yes, it is
Look, look up in the sky
Come on look, look, look
And you'll see me flying by
Why don't you just look,
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