Lyrics:
championship... are you ready
I'll lay it on thick like Mrs. Butterworth
Tell me now baby how you work
Wanna get into your mind like Ms. Frizzle
Outback dinners
you to try me, dare you to drown me, yeah, yeah
Baby, baby, you see the glow, head to toe
Like oh, I'm the shit, yeah, I'm that bitch
I don't need
the way you want to touch me I know the way I make you feel
I wanna give every reason to show you that my love is real
when I look into your eyes I see
finally hit you back
That's the way game go
Play it like nintendo
Hit it once then let her go
Bro your girl a rental hoe
Wanted me to take her home laughed
wheels so I could keep on my bike
And you would give anything in this world
Michael Jackson leather and a glove, but didn't give me a curl
And you never
You don't like the way I am,
You don't like icp and twiztid,
Always wit a hatchet, whut,
Fuck you,
This the way I am
I stay scrubby even
mires)
I don't really know how long now
I feel like there's nothing in my way
All this money on me it feels amazing
In the Range Rover I'm racing
Me
I love me too
She said, "What you up to, Tunechi?"
I said, "That's up to you"
She said, "I don't want much Tunechi"
I said, "And you'll need two"
She
make Miss stoop so low?
But if you try to test me, I just check you slow (Come on)
If you broke, just say you broke
'Cause all you blowin' up, your
Michael
I beat her back to the beat
I kill it like I'm Michael
She bow to me on her knees
She my lil freaky freak
She don't know how to choke
Like a frog
and white baby this shit Michael Jackson
Cremate your body we scatter the ashes
Half of my niggas are gone that's a fraction
I Double my money there ain't no
Don't look in my face, I might snap, I might choke ya
Spine right out of place, give me dap like you 'posed ta
Darts at your posters, dark nights like
bandz in my jeans
Michael Jackson Billie Jean
Watch how I step through the scene
They don't like me cuz I'm mean
This is a Vibe
Ima pull up and I flex in
, hey
My love, hey, my love, hey
My love, hey, my love, hey
My love, hey, my love
My love
I love the way you're standing
Lips look so sweet, like
You choose your nature leave me alone
Rolex official in the presidential
And the bitches love it like Olivia Pope
This is one flow got one million more
to your ears or something
Bye your voices do
You believe–what percentage of people
Here–and by the way, i’m
Not setting y’all up
I’m not setting y’all up
, hey, my love, hey
My love, hey, my love
My love
I love the way you're standing
Lips look so sweet, like cotton candy (my love)
That don't mean
Basically, I'm saying either way, we 'bout to slide, ayy
Can't let this one slide, ayy
Don't you wanna dance with me? No?
I could dance like Michael Jackson
Came a long way I ran a lot of kilometres
Pardon the talk I speak money major figures
Word to Gillie Da Kid I'm talking major figures
Your girl love me
And like Clayton I'll point at him
And give him the 8 next you a saint
Y'all don't know what a Nickel is
So of course you see your niggas die
So once I aim
bad
What?
Aye bro, you heard what I said
All my bitches Michael Jackson bad
And you ain't catchin' no body unless that shit tit for fuckin' tat
Like you
When I write with the pen
Similar to Janet Jackson
Asking where are you now
Cause I searched everywhere
And your nowhere to be found
A yo I'm missing
worry about your loving it won't go to waste, go to waste
Don't ever change your flavor 'cause I love the taste, love the taste
And if you ask me where
props where the props are due
But let me start with a fool I don't give a fuck about
I wanted to give a Fuck You out
To the nigga who went out
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