Lyrics:
why we bought two (bought two of 'em)
You was Google, I'm like Yahoo (hmm)
Takin' drugs, thinkin' 'bout my bloods, like a Piru
I miss your soul, made
And everything is a battle
When my mixtape do unravel
Travel the city by cattle
I mean the Stang I'm riding
And I do choke on the smoke
That arise
life stats made Jordan's six rings seem common
Ya'll hate I retalliate just by being great
Big Will the enemy of your mental state.
With the same rhyme I
black
I'mma sit my ass down and listen
Verse 2:
Karen wants to help, she screeching bout george floyd
But that nigga's embarrassing, he can be your boy
(Chill)
Santa said “tell me what you want”
Shawty the only thing that I want
Santa said “tell me what you want”
Shawty the only thing that I want
how I get there, I just want to be somebody
All I think about is sex and money
I don't care how you get here, I just want to be with you, honey
My
tookin
Everybody's yappin the whole neighborhood's cookin
I thought it was a sex type thing, the sex type
Why is it a honey act like she don't want to be
schemes and scams are so wack
Tracks are trash to me, nigga actually
your platinum plaque should even go back to the factory
People want to be like Michael
bleeding, can't think about sex
Irritated by your Kotex
We don't need to kiss, we don't have to fuck
I'll pull out my dick bitch, you can suck
Now here, don't
and free
No tears, no fears, what I want to be.
One, two, take a look at you
Death by matrimony!
I remember when he such fun and everything was fine,
Oh, i just got a text
It's from my crush
It's a selfie of his chest
I wish that he was here
But i know what's next
He wants to have
Cyber sex
Oh, i
Yo, can I hear this record by Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock?
Hey, man, you sure you wanna hear this, man?
You sure about that, man?
Alright
Right
Everybody, everybody
Everybody
Everybody sit your bitch ass down and
Listen to this true mothafuckin' story told by Kendrick Lamar on Rosecrans,
hit and make em holla holla
(Lil' Flip)
Down South we eatin Timmy Chan's and noodles
I just bought an Escalade and a PT cruiser
(Redd)
down south my
kills black bros
You kill George Floyd, say you ain't racist 'cause told your friends you like Michael Jordan
I haven't been grateful for being alive,
Page shooting up a Sikh Temple
George Zimmerman the reason I'mma keep pistols
Even though I don't fuck with the NRA
Cause the CEO Wayne LaPierre, yo
Have Mercy For, and the In-fer-mous
Busta Rhymes
Two one two, I'm living life as a rugged MC
When I step up in your jam yo I'm V.I.P.
Niggaz and bitches
And if you need a sex deal, lemme sign ya girl
Just give me your information
And I'll keep you in heavy rotation
I want to touch you wherre the sun
was impressed by ya movement
I was getting checks with the movement
I was getting fresh with the tool kit
If you want the sex gotta prove it
If you want
happened
What???
Say what you want just make sure you don't
What?
Naughty by nature just digga
I hustle like nipplsee I love em figures
Punches carry
that Michael Kors
2 doors
But I just poured me a 4
Ballin
But I lost track of the score
He calling
Send that boy straight to ignore
She with a
Young
want to make that body jerk, no time 2 play, just do your work
'cause I'm a businessman takin' care of business, can I get a witness?
So come on out
me, those days are over, I swear it's true
You're through, havin sex for nothin
Hopin some day some man'll give you somethin
Your own bank account -
(What's happenin', Chi Chi?)
Change my name to the kid, that's a baby goat
Keep a Drac' like I started up OVO
You can get a percent, but I want
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