Lyrics:
fuckin' mouth (he won't)
Live at the Oscars, you can't make up this story
Her boo August Alsina got beat up by Tory
Jada probably called him to see if he
times without even tryin
I'll beat that pussy up there's no denyin
Hit her where she doodie at, make that booty fat
Little cutie rat, walking by with
while me work harder
Cah right now man haffi turn father (yeah)
Big up the real bad dawgs weh ah hustle 24/7 (whoa, yeah)
Out there by the corner
I know some Keisha's and Brenda's
Done by some family or friends bruv
Done by a person they trusted
We got the knife and the gun clip
Smell
gems
I export the stems
One day I'll ascend
Yeah, I'm on my way
Better than okay
Every day I pray
All my brothers eat, we goin' up
I take it day by day
ready
Takin molly to the dome, I think she ready
I think she ready, I think she ready
Get here home by the Cove, I think she ready
I think she ready,
love to piss just like R. Kelly
He yoke them up like chic, be quiet
Grab them by the pussy, pussy riot
Go ahead and try it, see what happens
Fuck with my
Headphones on banging Pac’s Dear Mama made me appreciate a strong woman who holds her family down
Going through a break-up
Me? I would bang Jamie Fox and Mary
Wall, with the wood out my grill
I can do a girl wrong, and she goin' be by me still
I can get caught cheating on my feet, maybe she will
Never leave,
know I keep it fresh like deli
All my shits too clean, my self esteem so high like heli
Every time I drop a song they hit my line up like they kelly
Wait (Shoutout Liam, nigga)
Wait, like
Day by day, it's getting a little difficult to get out of bed in the morning
Goddamn, I'm yawning
Was it
on the smooth tip
Ha ha, yo biz, kick something funky for 'em, word up
Now people always want to know my strategy plan
For me to use the weird name
times without even tryin
I'll beat that pussy up there's no denyin
Hit her where she doodie at, make that booty fat
Little cutie rat, walking by with
times without even tryin
I'll beat that pussy up there's no denyin
Hit her where she doodie at, make that booty fat
Little cutie rat, walking by with
times without even tryin
I'll beat that pussy up there's no denyin
Hit her where she doodie at, make that booty fat
Little cutie rat, walking by with
Ayo, I'm at the Intercontinental, baggin' up
Talk about your North Fly, nigga, bitch is, you dumb
Dunnhill, apron out and put a one on the one
Kelly, can you handle this
Michelle,can you handle this
Beyonce, can you handle this
I don't think they can handle this whoooo
Better move,
as me and the boy Kelly
With the suicide doors, fuck 'em all
We got hits like a thirty shot clip
When we throw it in the air, everybody hit the floor
I'mma chill baby, we don't want the devil in this bitch, naw
Got bad one we could call it Kelly Rowland
Ooh she get the jelly rollin'
I can nelly in
Mr Rogers, Mr Rogers
Had to gas up the Grand Nash'
To go and bend the block
(Bend the block, bend the block
Bend the block)
Had to gas up the Grand
me like
Nae, I've been trying to lay up
Woah
Please don't step on my fazos bitch
Call me Kelly, got the keys like I'm Beethoven
Got the cheese, queso,
What up Pace? Adlib
Whats the deal Det? Waxwork
Illegal snowgoons what's up?
Nervous Wreck I see you still Black Snow
Pace Won you can't stand up
at me
Pull your panties to the side
I know this girl with boots on she's turned on by wearin G strings
She likes her thongs with my fingers all
If I was doing any better, hop out the Carrera
Check yeah, Joao Ayo, look, Mr. Kelly
If I was doing any better I would think it was a set up
If I
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