Lyrics:
(websites)
When my friends need some code, who do they call?
I do HTML for 'em all
Even made a homepage for my dog, yo
I got myself a fanny pack
They were
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test I'm rappin' to the beat
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your
I was fuckin with that Ryan, that's that Gosling that's that Matt
We was finna split supply but it was rocks up in the sack
I'm in here crushing it
Every White girl wanna fuck a nigga in a Benz
Trust me on that one, love Cleopatra
And the Scarlett Johanssons, dog
Who gon’ mix my bath water
With
Matt Groves walked in the bar, and saw
Rich Jane, sitting with her friends.
He told the bartender to draw
him a draft, and his nerves felt raw.
He
to the streets
Suburban white boy I don't get into beef
Only thing I come for is the bong and the kief
Went from the attic to the penthouse
Bitches in my bed now,
haul corn
I hold it down like Yellow straps
Automatic in my zone
I wreck shit, but I won’t break
No body parts at AutoZone
But you gon' need a arm
don't cry
I had visions of Missy with her money by the tub
Ching-ching! Jackpot, I think I'm in love
I'm looking for Missy now so I can get my back
nothin' to me, can't fuck with me, I'm by the beach, I bring the heat
If one of y'all try and fuck with me, I'll call up 3, he down the street
Gon' let it
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test I'm rappin' to the beat
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your
Up off this drank
Know imma drown in this liquor
Hope you be just by my side If I fall
Less friends more bandz I need more
Up off this drank
Know
gettin', smaller everyday goin' by
Fuck it, I pray he don't get 'em a 9 and shoot at a rapper not writing his rhymes
I don't wanna be another soundcloud
died by the rope down in Cherokee Bend.
Daddy didn't like what the white man said
'Bout the dirty little kid at his side
Daddy didn't like what
and I nut in her eye now that hoe need some visine
Just fucked on that hoe but I kept on my shirt needa switch out my white tee
Oh ohh no she want me
I told my mama
I'm gonna start a band
We got friends
We don't need no fans
I told my mama
I'm gonna make a film
We got friends
We don't need a team
I
man, I don't need you
You need me, man
I got my friend, very good friend, Random Impulse
He's gonna come up and he's gonna spit a few bars on the beat
a waist deep champagne moment of truth
And on the court I've got game like my brother Matt
I give a shout out so where you at
But don't get souped Mathew
and will get anything you need i
Guess you can call him a "sweetheart
" haha!
Now, as far as the CO’s, there's one who
Really stood out white dude he's
Oh that shit recording get in there
I was out selling dope with my best friend
With my best friend
Ever got to that sack legal or illegal you gone be
smooth like it's Barry White (Yuh)
And keep my soul clean like I sterilize (Aye)
When I'm in the booth, yo, I terrorize
Throw it all in like a pair
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
White and Matt McDougall
My first manager was Derek Lejeune and that lasted one afternoon
But he got me my first show at a place called Café Au Lait
I'm rollin'
Leaving my worries on the other side
Just having fun and losing track of time
Don't need no pretty lady by my side
Woah, cuz I'm rollin'
will pray
And keep trusting knowing he will never fail
I'll give birth to every promise knowing each one will prevail
I declare I have the grace I need
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