Lyrics:
And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's,
I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma',
Pop a camera, man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah,
Ayy, yuh
You can just find me on Mars
I told that lil' bitch, play your part
I pull off like it's Mario Kart
Oh, that bitch think she so smart
I'm
And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's,
I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma',
Pop a camera, man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah,
home with me
She get it from her momma
You can't tie a sweater over that ass
Or hide it in pajamas
We lay back, blowin' ganja
DVD, she make it hard
broke the barriers
So fuck all y'all, praise Allah
It's my perog' like Bobby bruh
Massages by Nautia
In my castle like Mario
I get in shit, my heart
it's hard to tell
Who really cares for me
So you when hear this song
You should say a prayer for me
I drift off on a cloud by myself
Thinking bout
on me everyday
I'm like fuck everybody, you feel me, fuck it
One time for me, cool by the sunshine
Money got punchlines, only take one times
Take small
Like a young church pastor
Giving you a sermon
From the last 3 chapters
Of Revelations
The end is coming
So tell me what is your destination
You steady
saint-like in pure white, he's
Photographed as he walks not only by us
But by everyone else who
Happens to be at the beach
Today young teenagers with iPhones
done want your man served up
That'll get the fans worked up
Homie really wanna play, stir it up
I'mma catch me a wave, surfs up
Gliding on the track like
ass, I got the bag
I don't need to ask, we're a perfect match
MVP, iced out like we sponsored by vvvs
Life as a DraftBoy is a DVD
You don't fuck with us
Coke-a-snortin, cop a key
Coke man, coked up
Coke importing coke
Cocoa-cane, cocoa-cola
Ra-also me-leggo
Step up on the scene
Like a prince wearing purple
Purple
on my seat
Ten-thousand-dollar toe rings, featured by me
Bitches know it's time out
They be fucking me so good, I be like 'Time out'
They want to fuck
right now
[Repeat: x2]
Sexy, gorgeous, beautiful
Would you do something real freaky tonight
Now call me Bruce Lee or that pimp I got that glow I'm
everybody's out here with the real entertainer
Come on downtown
Watch me sing to my crowd
Dance like there's nobody else
Cause all I got is love to give man,
[Stone]
Say there's some 22's that cost a half-a-mill
When me and Baby be coming through like ya'll rappers for real?
Now I be slinging blocks, totting two
hard shit? Call us
When I was born, I slept with my fists balled up nigga
And you can ask Mario, I'm on that extra
I keep the gas on me, you move like
I'm making incisions, inside your eardrums
The type of flow that lets me float, like Mario's flying boat
Got me doin the most, I'm gettin close
Hold up
like this
Turn it up
Hold onto me
Never let me go
Your love's so sweet
Girl I lose control
Run it back for me
Get the remote
Like a DVD
Here we go
Nah,
New Face
[Chorus: Mario Cartie]
Drop that top on the floor when you dance for me baby (drop, drop, drop, drop)
You know how I like it when
done want your man served up
That'll get the fans worked up
Homie really wanna play, stir it up
I'mma catch me a wave, surfs up
Gliding on the track like
momma
You can't tie a sweater over that ass, or hide it in pajamas
We lay back, blowin' ganja
DVD, she make it hard to watch a flat TV, whoa
I crept
to your pride
Lie about how much you like me yet you think I lied
Only trust a finger digit and stick to their side
Burn the bitches bridges just like
You got plans and finesse, you dress sick too
I'ma holla at you everytime ya pass by
And if I don't get you now this ain't the last try
You play hard
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