Lyrics:
10 minutes long, extendable
What other rapper's doin' it
Like this? I'm righteous rap boomin'
I can't fly now because I'm a flight risk
Put my dick
anything, you'll never know
And if you try me, Ima leave you lookin' like the letter O
If you ask, I'll let 'em know
Whatcha doin (whatcha doin)
Nigga I'm
Seem like...seem like you're always tryin' to get to a
certain point, know what I'm sayin'? Once you get
there, it ain't what you thought it was. So
is lose
Steady takin drugs to ease the Pain
Pop percs by da twos
I'm feelin slowed up
Exotic rolled up
Let's get pood up
La world Stay throwed up
na)
Yeah, I don't know about that (they heard them gunshots)
I don't know why they mad, I'm just doin' all I can (yeah, yeah)
Keep it all comin', I
like that woah
Demon time chris got me on a different mode
Didn't even get the snap cause you know I gotta go
I'm doin' alright and I'm doin' alright
I
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing ninety on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka
You dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins,
"Hello, I'm on the radio with T-Pain"
How's it goin'? Yeah
"It ain't goin' good
My girl ain't doin' the things she used to do at all"
I got just what
I'm On It
Yeah She Love A Rackstar! And She Own it!
(Rackstar!)
What Is You Doin? Blue Cheese Bags Full Of Profit
Push Button On The Whip No Walking!
other niggas doin'?
I don't know 'cause I don't stun 'em
Mind my business, on my mama
Fuck a nigga how I'm comin'
Big booty bitch, made her back her
baby
Guess I’m doin’ time, baby
My baby
I guess I’m doin’ time, baby
I know you heard it all before me
Yeah
I know you heard it all before me
I was
on my brothers
Don't really know what to do
Man you gotta watch close how they treating you
All the hate disguised by love
Whole time, they don't believe
"Hello, I'm on the radio with T-Pain"
How's it goin'? Yeah
"It ain't goin' good
My girl ain't doin' the things she used to do at all"
I got just what
just popped a Xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
You know what I'm sayin'
I ain't doin' no playin', baby you dig (Dexter)
Dexter
you're doin' at this moment
All I know
Is what you told me
When we was young and stupid
I don't need no gun to show ya I bang
Ima swing this hook right
know what love is anymore
I feel like Im more empty right now than way back before
Im lonely I'm helpless fuck do I really deserve this
My pain is so
at one, oh
I know that dress is karma, perfume regret
You got me thinking 'bout when you were mine, oh
And now I'm all up on ya, what you expect?
But
me tell you we're the Diaz Brothers bitch
and we doin this just for you (what?) yo yo
said we doin this just for you (what?) uh uh
said we doin it..
make sure that I'm
Alright
Down for me
With so much love
No matter what
I can't believe you deal with me
Even when I put you down
How can
girl doin' a handstand (look at me)
Copped them 28-inch Birdmans (check out me)
With fine brown eyes (OK, OK)
I'm the son of Cash Money, the father
girl doin' a handstand (look at me)
Copped them 28-inch Birdmans (check out me)
With fine brown eyes (OK, OK)
I'm the son of Cash Money, the father
a dawg, but she know I won't bite
I'm on my shit, you ain't doin' it right
I done came up, I'm enjoying this life
I pop that shit that I know they don't
not far away
If I'm strong enough I'll live long enough to see my kids
Doin' somethin' more constructive with their time than bids
I know because I
Every time wake up
I'm doin me
Everyday day I bake up
Because I'm doin me
In the club throwing 100s up
Just doing me
Know I'm tryna run it up
Just
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