Lyrics:
that cake mix
You're in your feelings about him
Bitch I'm in his prostate
Prostate Prostate Prostate
Hey it's Cap Catie
I'm about to tear up this verse,
the tape at the corner store
Queen Bee gettin stung by Too Sheezee
I'm smokin indo, buzzin with the breezee
I'll teach you all about the nigga's from
the tape at the corner store
Queen Bee gettin stung by Too Sheezee
I'm smokin indo, buzzin with the breezee
I'll teach you all about the nigga's from
Doesn't mean that I'm cool, 'cause you'll be back next time,
With a hook and a line, so you can hear that fryin' sound,
I'm tellin' you I'm down,
I'll
change me
A hundred thousand miles mean nothing to me
'Cause) I'm a small town kid, driven by rock music
And some honky-tonk, in the mix
I
Return from mega-death, I'll tell you what's left
Dilemma, Earth tremor, up by man
With the Grand Canyon rap, you dynamic wingspan
The Power from
Book me for a show and I'm sneaking the strap in
He put on a show and we might have to clap him
MC with them P's I mix tape when I wrap em
From the curb
divided[01:37.16]So I keep the union with money[01:38.69]Foo I'm loose on the juice[01:39.68]Yeah I'm blinded by losses[01:40.48]I need me a baddie that cooks dale
they beg me too
Well here's a fat Dutch
Can you take the fumes
I got my cleats on
Dawg I'm tearing up
Got my feats gone
Milli in the ov
Cooking up some
And it's going to be your life by the sounds of it
And I'm just so proud
I just had to call and sound like my
Cheery self when I'm happy
So anyway, it's
take our dignity
In the mix like chemistry
We look at shit differently(4)
In the mix like chemistry
Married to the money while I’m married that’s like
I'm a genie in the mix I'll
Say it louder
We gon set this shit straight
Ya we straight up from the jump
We the ones that's pushing weight
We pushing P
the curb
My 2 heels worn down, that's word
I'm too real to act fake for her
My hands so soft & so is her man
& I got her wet just by doing my dance
I'm
of drink, I'm gon' mix it with Sprite
Yeah, Carolina native, down in the Yay'
Drinking on brown with some loud from the Bay (Frisco)
They sing loud when
the norm
I'm gonna take the world by storm, just give this one listen more
If you ain't pick up what I said, you ain't really about it
This ain't slinging
comin', no I'm not Jay-Z
Too many n*ggas hate me, but they scared to face me
This ain't a movie dog, nope, not Waist Deep
I'm not an actor, but I'll show
sky jack you niggas
You disrespect me, I'll get on board with three ks out
And go to your pj's pilot
Tell him I need those jet's keys like I'm dj
you gon' be by my side but it's cap
It's okay, I'm past it, I'm gon' running laps I said it's okay, I'm past it, I'm gon' running laps
I'm gon' running
slate, I think I got lots to show
I won't take any no hate, in the end I'll deal the deathblow
I'll leave you in a bad state
I'm a mage, with a grudge
You
You smoke weed and bitch I take drugs, Not pressed on the time that I'll never make
up. Life goes by on the train I ride,
And I'll sip the same cup
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed,
I hate
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed,
I hate
And these niggas know wassup
I promise every time we put that boy in double dutch
He gon' get hit by the side, and other side
We run him up rush him up
that's big dripper
Dr my Nigga he be twisted light or dark I'm a mix it
If it's smoke send 9 to blitz ya
I don't trust hoes and I don't play wit niggas
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