Lyrics:
the neck of the freaking exorcist
Bitch, I said that this mask ain't for hockey
Hate Versace, Versace, I got Münchhausen by proxy
I'm making you sick, don't
on the radio
Tell the DJ spin it on the mix show
Make a brother feel like I'm down at the disco
And we gonna keep it going like Crisco
Cause the DJ grab
Why you lie to me
Bitch why you lie to me
I don’t got no money
Girl I’m coming out of poverty
You just wanna fuck me but all I want is honesty
Why
Or even if you're from the West or East coast
I'd like to thank all of you, save the most
Don't diss each other by sayin' who's better
Just do it
got bodied by a Love & Hip-Hop bitch
Don't ever in your fuckin' life play with me
That's on the set!
You tried it on the Rae Sremmurd record
You
Liquor in my cup so my mind's playin' tricks, hey
Girls are gettin' frisky
I don't have the time but
If you make those hips sway
I'll promise you'll be
something you not- and don't lie to me
Ebony and Ivory
Keys on my piano playin'
Tryin' to test some music, but the rhythm push my your hand away
Easy
don't give a fuck that he paid
I don't give a fuck how much he weigh
Niggas die every fuckin' day
Broad daylight, hit a nigga with the K
By myself, I'm
mix Indica with Sativa
Yeah, I roll up and I get high
I told baby don't be shy
She wanna party with me and my guys
Wanna hop on the plane take this
[Krayzie: x2]
People ask me how do you maintain
You got to keep your mind on money (T-H-you-G)
Don't let the snakes ever short you for ya change
gotta be a lie 'cause it just bought me a house
It just gave me a deal, I'm just 'bout to come out
Shit, I just got my budget and I don't know what they
Don't underestimate I came to show you how I do it let me demonstrate you looking at a Skinny heavy weight Always on grind I find different ways
to bring back originality, style and concept
Show you how to write 16's with context
Mix it with a little Lil Wayne and KRS
That's fresh! Dummy, study
In the scriptures I read we are mix with something different
Don't be belittled by niggas who couldn't tell you the difference
My essence I learned
are cold it’s anemic
Don’t tell a lie that you need me
Don’t tell a lie that you need me
Then you would lie for reason
It’s mutual I need you
26 G’s in
She said she diggin' my flow
I make her suck me and then suck my bro
We knock them down by the four
I still walk in with fire at all my shows
Chia, it's Juice. Back up in this thing with y'all
Bringin' some old school flavors, y'all, with this one time
My pop's New York
We gon' show y'all
Way too sober where the coca
I don't mix my liq with soda
Smoking green just like I'm Yoda
Yeah bitch mi vida loca
Alright where do I begin
First
to the 'tel we go
Don't need a bed 'cause I'm good on the floor
When a chocolate masterpiece walks by,
I want to ride!
Can I ride, baby?
I want to ride!
this?"
Locked Jaw man, here to loose your lips
I don't walk like man when they move their hips
Think you caught red salmon, oops, really mean fish
Where
kids, parents, don't be docile
To these forced ideologies, especially
When it's so easy to call out their s-y a- hypocrisy
Just by having a sense
If you feel what I say, you'll understand what I'm talking about
If you hate what I say, you're exactly who I'm talking about
Don't give a fuck if
in eighty-six
When I'm rippin' in the mix, fuck a hater and a bitch
Hip hop never miss, bringin' all that hard shit, spit it wit a twist
Y'all ain't
"DJ don't stop
Everybody come on stand up
Party tonight show me your love
Here we go now
Put your drinks up up
Drop in this club club club
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