Lyrics:
You've got ways and I'm lost For words to say
When you've Got me all in my lingerie
We're wilding out in a rush Hour low key
Hoping we go far
goons fakin' stab wounds, I need to shank the crank
Elvis Presley Jr., tryin' to be somethin' that you ain't
No daps, y'all are hoes, y'all go
that be tryna trap men
All for a payday, dodging it like day day
You gotta be my baby, just to have my baby
Give you one wish but I promise I ain't Ray J
trusted by children
I'm ready and willing to fight all these villains
No chaos or killings, my style is so brilliant
Gotta go hard (gotta go hard)
I
that P-I, E what I bring by
Me 50 cal, pretty desert up my sleeve, I
Still hugging that corner so tight it can't breath, I
Never let it go, 'cause
you ain't have to tell my girl I used to pee in the bed
Rain, rain, rain, go away (uh)
Let the sun come out and all the children say (uh)
Rain,
that, let that, let that, let that, let that go
This ain't a game like tic-tac-toe
Seen better man get snaked 'pon road
All by somebody they call bro
out there, I'm comin'
(But I still know this is the life, baby, baby)
Let's go get 'em Just
Time to duck, fire
Duck, fire, duck, fire
Duck, fire,
every night let's make it happen boo
You by my side out of the house and in the mattress too
I been thinking bout some things that we gonna have to do
the one and that’s as far as I can see
Y’all can reach but, not as far as I can reach
Y’all can see I be the anomaly
Mary Jane lover, Peter Parker’s me
I
the Smith and
[Chorus]
D-Boy, yeah, Birdman Jr. in ya building, people
I'm a let you know how it go on my side of the mountain, whoadie
It's sure
exude the vibe that's free of ambiguity
Ya goonery for the sake of goonery is cartoons to me
It's coonery, it's lunacy, let's make it plain
Only way that
power I got a Tommy with the tool
Our Dark Lord is wise but y'all just see a evil dude
I'm embracing my ways Robby Ray with the tude
If you looking
(Hahaha)
We let the music talk (Drought 3)
And by the way (what?)
It's Santana (it's Weezy), I'm back (yeah)
You dudes gotta stand in the mirror
blind
No wonder you don't like it
You're empty in the mind
But before I get all heated
I'mma take a single minute
I'mma go and imitate the way that
hustling
Stay at the crib, nobody see me at all
I’m antisocial, but I’m Ricch if I just stay in the box
I’m Peter Parker’s apprentice, I feel like Spider-Man
Real legend like I'm Sugar Ray (wha)
Bout the money and I'm on the way (yep)
If they talking then I let em hate (what?)
Fake **** I don't tolerate (I
Real legend like I'm Sugar Ray (wha)
Bout the money and I'm on the way (yep)
If they talking then I let em hate (what?)
Fake **** I don't tolerate (I
reap flow n-gga
Gettin swallowed by the Maybach deep throat n-gga
Uh, I’ma bout to go planters,
I’m still in my prime, Dion Sanders
We all gamblers,
Goodwill loves me Macklemore than you
I've got flat screen TVs, with skate videos on repeat
All the latest CDs, mp3s, and Beats by Dre
Thank you very
(OG Parker)
So just lay it down for me
Stay down for me
Lay down on me
Drownin' in your water, let it rain down on me
Stay down, down for me
Let's go Ray J & Kim K on the bed frame
You always wanted the fame
Would do whatever it takes
I always wanted to be paid for my pen-game
Whatever's said
the cards I was dealt
You know, I go all in
That's the motto I live by I either do that or I go hit the highway
I take advice from the people around me it
SunnyD wit no sunshine
Tan lines by the pool side
Windmill from the baseline
Rachael Ray in my kitchen
All y'all stay trippin'
All y'all stay trippin'
Got
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