Lyrics:
always have em speculating
What she doing
Where she going
And who she dating
All you have to know is
That I'm not use to waiting
Everything I want, I get
[Intro 1 (Taken from Freaky)]
I really don't have to tell you much about this one because the song is
like the song is like self-explanatory. You
squeezing 'til them
Coward learn how it burn
When I'm behind the mic
You know it's thirty thou' I earn
And I might say some crazy
Shit like Howard Stern
I'm
Howard you know where I'm at gang gang
You know where I'm at
Round of applause with the 40 it clap
Niggas biting like jaws with my flow want it back
No
through you know the outcome
Critical
Condition in your physical for injurin
The officer and gentleman who stack by the benjamen
Off a beat like this
endowed
Not embarrassed in my sweats and your girlfriend staring
Like this dick aint for cheap free or on clearance
She want the empire with the howard like
her with a kiss on the cheek
The homeboys lookin' at me sayin', "Lil' Howard, you weak"
But you know how that go, what I got they want
What I got I
get their advice
And the pain melts away like whiskey on ice
Baby, you don't know that I'm throwin' a party
And everybody tonight is feelin'
like I flicked a switch and now I'm feeling good (Bounce)
No way to stop it, now you wish that you could (Bounce)
When the weekend comes I know I'll
just to say hey
Cuz I'm toxic as fuck and I don't care
To ever quit being this way
Oh you think you know the game huh
Well come on let's play
Just cuz
on the rise
Never's been a time
When we needed you to prime
Thanos is the name
Of the one we gotta tame
Fore he gets the stones
Well we gotta break his bones
Get up in the morning like don't you feel the power?
Stand up and stretch together and by the hour,
I devour, a beat, not a rap game ours.
Fresh
beef wit us well who the fucks preparin you guys
We sparin you guys get buried alive
What you rushin fa, act like you in a hurry to die
Some I let 'em
tryna preach, I know you heard about this before
More money, more problems and that's how it just go
Man it's still a dream to go get this cream
But these
you can get, it's the American Dream bitch
Man I'm a middle finger figure, a million dollar mission
Poppin' like Orville Redenbacher, with
, ain't no way you gon' dupe it
Put your gun down, Craig, you know you ain't gon' use it
But I'm a man without it, like my dad, name was Willie Jones
millennium
You can't know what I'm schemin', my ideas I'm concealin' 'em
These plain and simple bars I'm sayin' 'em just like I'm seein' 'em
My rhymes are
motherf**kers should know
Don't make me beat you down
With a phone like Russell Crowe
I flip a couple of shows
Hustle a bundle of smoke
Watch the bills crumble
yeah
So give me the cheese if you get the picture
She said "I like the way you walk", well
I got it from the Scriptures (Woo)
Right, so what a sight
laud like she from Howard
This chess not checkers so be discreet wit yo power
When I clutch this 40 buck get it hot leave him to sour
Plug alley Oop d
or give out info
Never did kick door, but, nigga, know how I get dough
By myself, ME in team
What I need them for
Get Money, Get Paid, bitch, I feel like
words, by very, very peaceful methods to bring
peace, you know instead of peace through violence,
that's what we're trying to do and if we succeed in
that,
Jones' phone
Saddest trombone raddest boner pillz on the market
Saddam Hussein fantastic insane still farted
Still get carded at the fish market
A sushi
"You've got a good sound
but I think I can help you get it around." well you
Take that silver
Throw it on the ground
You should have heard better by now
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