Lyrics:
a knife
But yo, it ain't no way to go
You can't kill the next man just to get the dough
We gotta fight tonight but we gotta fight right
Can't fight for
ain't
Cause all I got on me is a big fat bank
And I hope I don't get robbed by you know who
Make me donate some G's to the boys in blue
And if I
crushes just reject me
But certainly they'll let me give & give til I'm empty
Yep hung but they want funds
Me I gotta scrape to get by
Vape to get high
Face
others chicks thinkin' that their
Minds is gassed up
Yeah, I rhyme up with whatever
Swing by the crib, we can fuck or whatever
We can crush but you gotta
to the script
Get money, get money, fuck everything else
After all I been through trust nobody else
In Detroit they don't know how to act
So I gotta watch my
rather lead by example
Samples under my stanzas
Switching up what my plans is
Adamant on my stances
New demographics in mansions
Everybody want to get
song, and that bitch just passes by
So I, got lyrically complex, that way I could clock checks
Get my moms out the projects, with these concepts,
or not enough at all
And how you say you love me but don't wanna build with me
Everybody wanna use me usually
You ain't gotta be my girlfriend
You can be
fuck the fame, I'm a simple man
Mr. International, player with the passport
Just like Aladdin, bitch, get you anything you ask for
It's either him
fuck the fame, I'm a simple man
Mr. International, player with the passport
Just like Aladdin, bitch, get you anything you ask for
It's either him
butts are the thing
Take the average black man and ask him that
She gotta pack much back
So, fellas (Yeah) Fellas (Yeah)
Has your girlfriend got
butts are the thing
Take the average black man and ask him that
She gotta pack much back
So, fellas (Yeah) Fellas (Yeah)
Has your girlfriend got
kissed all your girlfriends
But that's what you get
When you live in a small world
It's hard to look at me
When you know where my lips have been
the house, come on
Home girls in the house, give it up
You gotta want to get hotter
Moving and grooving, and always improving a lot of
People don't know
Ten minutes was the warmup, nigga
Get in tune
You wanna beef? Let's meet, hit my Zoom
I'm callin' shots
You in the bleachers mournin' every move
I
get it
Even if I gotta slow down
Promise baby I still got it though
Deep in the city it go down
I know babygirl you gotta know
I'm trynna see if you're
a girlfriend, now ya got amnesia
Understand sum you can back that thang up
Usually in a session but it's nice to meet ya
Ima break you down by the way that I read
Awon temi seso lati get change
But one shishi dey no see so won pada sodo baba to complain pelu vexing
G boys pelu Tom Ford got your girlfriend
your man and be manly, dawg
You ain't gotta get heated at every housewarmin'
Sittin' here, grillin' people like George Foreman
Why Uncle Ray and Aunt
'bout me never bein' at home
But when I'm down broke
She's tellin' me about the things that her girlfriend's got
What she ain't got and she wants me
'bout me never bein' at home
But when I'm down broke
She's tellin' me about the things that her girlfriend's got
What she ain't got and she wants me
Why the fuck your pussy ass speaking on my name
Do I really gotta go over there and up my fuck ing flame
My partner just got shot, he walking with
kiss all night long
Baby let’s get it on
Hey hey John
Hey hey Tom
Hey hey Jack
Hey hey Mack
Hey hey Tom there’s lipstick on your brand-new shirt
(On
to make lean in it
No Black Eyed Peas but “I gotta feeling”
Hit from the back
And make his girlfriend scream in it
Dating two girls
You know how I’m livin’
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