Lyrics:
just like my name was Baki, I'm a get a thotty make her ride like a jokey, Kawasaki, like a Maserati, like a trolley, I need you to ride it, till you
fat
David Blaine in this mufucka how we do that
I make it rain in this mufucka watch how it stack
Got my gang in this mufucka they got my back
The gang
anticipation is incredible
Godfather's got them edibles
We each take two, I know I'm screwed
I don't think that I'll make it through
At first nothing's happening
you nigga,
I got the 40/40 made by two jiggas,
I make you "Holla, Holla", I Ja Rule niggas!
The lion's in the room, what up Fat Joe?
I'm Curtis'
line
Cus man I nearly died @ the wheel too
Now I make the foreign skirt skirt when I peel through
I'm about to grab this fucking game by the ankles
hate this money with a passion
Money is just a paper
I got value of my assets, I got value of my mental
It's me, Fraser or 169 on an instrumental
I
the get-a-long game would come through and make amends,
And by the end of the week they were all super friends.
G I Joe would get all riled up again,
Guns
motherfuckers running in and out of the crib
Doing drugs, selling drugs, all types of stuff
Meanwhile, I was just tryna keep it together
I was tryna make
of Swanz
How the heck I made this far
I just wanna make this fun
Drop like I hit and run
I go by the name of Swanz
Bet you never heard of one
Who made it
ain't always what it seem
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people,
frontline rhyme that's
interchangeable
Mastermind, blaze in the range, it's unexplainable
Against The Grain, crown prince of the purple rain
No games dunn,
make it rain when the sun out (skrrt, skrrt)
All red Royce, skrrt-skrrt, do a rollout (skrrt, skrrt)
My word is the law, no cap in my bars (no)
Put
clockwork
(Ring, ring)
It’s shower time!
“Come on big boy, you’re all mine”
Ah, I cry! Fat Joe trying to rape me, not again
Would've thought he got enough
me then turnin around I peeped the lovely
Fly face, fat ass gave me a glass of bubbly, said,
"Compliments of Bugsy," then took me across the persian
It's a test 'cause I've been given him a ki a week
Let me see what they gon' do up on the streets for me
And if he hand me his business, I'ma make sure
concise, no need to splice
My system contains musical rap rain
Instrumentals inserted inside your brain
All levels rate low with a medium tempo
I give
drive me to a town where
People with black hair drink special brew and I can make lots of money by charging fat old
Men five pounds a time to look up my
the same
Max Payne with the aim when I shoot that thing
Take a jumper with the rollie, feel like Icee Rain
Feel like the man I wanna hunnit it off of dicey
and I gotta feed him
This shit I cannot ignore
Swipe, ran out the store
I be looking like I came off a tour
You might make it rain but we make it pour
Would you like that
Spent centuries
Diggin niggas figures in the sand with fake history
Its no mystery
America's land ran by the man aka white supremacy
doubt it
I throw the shade 'cause the game too crowded
Keep forgetting names 'cause my brain's too clouded
I make it rain now the pain enshrouded
Catching
ready, so ready
I'm a red hot pistol
And I'm ready to fight
I'm a thirty eight special
On a Saturday night
I'm gonna kiss your boo-boo honey
Make it
put dick in your mouth
We get money, what the fuck is a drought?
Make it rain 'cause I'm up in the clouds
Had to tell that lil' bitch, get from
motherfucking hypebeast is zeros
And if it's left, if it's right
If it's wrong you don't make sense like a
Fat bitch wearing a thong
Motherfucker, i'm i'll
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