Lyrics:
What destruction looks like?
Here it is in human form!
It's ya boi, Guzma!
Team Skull, we go, slice and dicing
Roll out with no compromising
I see
flake like a pastry
Just had a hit get kinda crazy
Hazy my head gets spacey
Mattress Mattress put me in their the hall of fame
Booty so big it' can't fit
kiss you till the end of days like
Baby can you come by to the crib tonight
You my only weakness, you my kryptonite
Got the beat from White yeah, Fuji
practicin' fair catches
Whether it's guns or bitches
We gang bang and we share ratchets
I got Cassidy, ohh, I'm in big man beef
Which require them big choppers
Baby bangs are my kryptonite
Your big brown eyes on my right hand side
Behind the wheel you're behind my eyes
'Cause I'm thinking about you all
figures
Down south nigga
Cook da grits gravy & da liver
You mad
Cause I call it a Boi bussi
Naw
Now you mad cause it's gushy
Yea & it's mushy
By the way
country Boi, and I cant help but wonder
what it is about dis girl, you know I dont mind
when she had me on dat Kryptonite
hook: She had me on dat
life on the gas pedal
Im that, boi Bebble life on the gas pedal
Ouu
Shorty wan' tung wrestle, fuck ya bitch then I put it on let go
Call me that fun
life on the gas pedal
Im that, boi Bebble life on the gas pedal
Ouu
Shorty wan' tung wrestle, f*** ya b**** then I put it on let go
Call me that fun
and I still got this liquor round me
Whores getting boring I got pills cause I'm feelin drowsy
Chemical imbalance like a $uicide boi
Keep it G don't give
Ice on my wrist
My shit swoll as fuck
Balency, Gucci and Versace boi mix it up
Boi im so officialll
YEA Boi im so official
Pop a willie in dat
popped it for the flight
Nodding off on mamacita sitting to my right
She was trynna get some rest started getting tight
I'm loosen all her ends by the dusk
the top of the buick leave it running with the bloody
Fill it up
Bad bitchs, big bois with big love
I'm that drumma boi
Make it go ratatang with the big
they be robbin'
As long as Big Boi's still livin', never standin' by my lonesome
Step up n****, if you want some
[Chorus: x2]
Ain't no thang but
She said i look so nice
She is my Kryptonite
We get a room tonight
She wanna do it right
We takin off on flight
Cause she is my Kryptonite
Hop in
can catch me in the yacht with the hustlers
Talking big boy numbers
I don’t trust theses suckers
I do me regardless
And the feeling it's so priceless
don't give a fuck i'm doin fine bitch, fine bitch
When I hit it big don't hit my line bitch, bye bitch
I don't give a fuck I'm doin fine bitch, bye bitch
when you siddung pon it
And drop it low like Flo Rida
And pick it up like an elevator
'Cah when I'm with you, gyal it's no worries (no)
Pull up,
it but
No way I could survive it
So I'm grinding til I bitch
Yeah you claiming you the best
You ain't Ess boi so
Who the fuck cares
You ain't on my
me Superman
If I'm alive and well, will you be
There a-holding my hand
I'll keep you by my side
With my superhuman might
Kryptonite
You called
an unbelievable night
I called it surreal, Sir Mix-a-Lot tape in
Hit the spot, spot my next victim
I'm picky like I missed a spot shavin'
Came to sip vodka, shit
Island boi
You on Know
Men It’s NBA
(Never F****** Never Broke Again )
I’m an Island Boi Island Boi
I’m an Island Boi Island Boi
(Yeah)
From
me Superman?
If I'm alive and well, will you be there and holding my hand?
I'll keep you by my side with my superhuman might
Kryptonite
You
day we will once more cross paths
They say, "Big Boi, can you pull it off without your nigga Dre"
I say, "People, stop the madness 'cause me and Dre
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