Lyrics:
on departure, waiting on a sculpture
Make sure my vultures keep an extra cartridge
Make sure my Barbies keep an extra Barbie
My dick is her electric chair,
get snaked, you can get faked
Out by the bitch that you feelin'
'Cause you thought that she was an angel
That bitch ain't no angel, I treat her halo
cream, jacked off something serious
On the Eleventh, told her things to do to my cock
Said call her on the Twelfth 'cause she got the red spot
Shh
[Tek]
me as a menace, young, black and I'm vigilant
Militant, use my voice as an instrument
Get your knee off my neck
Boy I'm so sick of this sentiment,
as a menace, young, black and I’m vigilant
Militant, use my voice as an instrument
Get your knee off my neck
Boy I’m so sick of this sentiment, it’s riddled with
it look cooler
Picassi Rolex, no not a [?]
Diamonds in this bitch say hugamuga
She can't keep her eyes off the door
I'm wearing [?] adore
Bad bitch
Your bitch keep callin' my phone, she want me to manage her (manage her)
I told her to leave me alone, I'm off this bottle (bottle)
Not only that, but
more light cause yours got dim
Then you get sparked by the Lord Rakim
What's the matter G, check your battery
Go get charged up, then come battle
Mislaid plan make a mess made
Damnation, let's play hands and spades
That's without, a boycott and a sit-out
Afro-Black pick in with a fist out
fights
One might, say that i’m a little conceited
Plastic bags on my feet
To keep the dirt up off my sneakers, yeah
In high school I was hated
By my
sister
I want your baby sister, give me your baby sister, dig your baby sister
Rise up on her knees, do the sweet pea, do the sweet pee pee,
Roll down
raises her hand again)
Your hand at the level of your eyes!
At the level of your eyes
Your hand at the level of your eyes!
He lives accross the lake
take it and put the dope in her coochie
Selling the dope and it's raw sushi
Hop out the drop top, two-piece
Quick start the whip, need no key
Fuck
hand)
I know you sicker than sick-ahh
When you see the rims flick-ahh
The paint drip off, ice in my Range glitt-ahh
I straight flipp-ahh
The cheese
hand)
I know you sicker than sick-ahh
When you see the rims flick-ahh
The paint drip off, ice in my Range glitt-ahh
I straight flipp-ahh
The cheese
Where Darby at?
If you at Greystone gettin' your drink on, tell 'em to run this back
Put your hands up in the air, got the call from Will.I.Am
Now it's
the blood off the hallway walls
Ain't got nothin ta live for
Can't even trust a bitch, might have ta leave her alone
Ma had ta dig a ditch, shit so rigorous
as rich as us
Man your rims too small
Get your motherfucking inches up
Cause I copped me a Benz today
Just to go on 106 & Park and hand
The keys over
Thought the flow off-beat
But it's really on me
Your crowd just like some zombies
Bro, I get a hyphy
If they ever wanna shut me down, off me
But I'm gonna
keep her hands off me
She likes the way that it feels
I'm a catch another body
You'll be next on my will
She can't keep her hands off me
She likes
heart stoppers partner
Red and black impala ride
Street like patrollie’s
Coached by OG’s to stay low-key (what else)
Sip 40’s and stay with a 4 T
My
Off the motherfucking Internet
Now I got a girl, no cap
Wanna suck her tit's?
Crack my lady's spine with your jungle stick
You sexy crick
My wife loves
if you do you in store to see your nigga do the crime
Sirens goin off, niggas bowin down
Now you know about to rip gut fools ready to clown
Nigga
I been on these drugs, shorty keep me in your blessing.
Feeling on top like an ace.
Baby keep it in your hands, I don’t want it displaced.
Go to grab
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