Lyrics:
These niggas can't fool with a picture of me
Whole textin' me, inventin' more, sayin' let's link
You know when I rap, I'm slidin' on the beat
got some guts now
He got spots at nigga, I count now
I'm gonna eat, I'm taking a big chow
Let me fuck with my squad on the touchdown, nigga
What they
with the beanie (yeah)
'bout to hit the Player Club lookin' for a genie
36-24-36 a hoochie with a big butt & some tits
She gotta be rowdy I mean be 'Bout
with the beanie (yeah)
'bout to hit the Player Club lookin' for a genie
36-24-36 a hoochie with a big butt & some tits
she gotta be rowdy I mean be 'Bout
correct son)
I’m done with it you dumb bitches, got me going nuts
Claiming you got rhymes but you don’t got much
They tell me less is more
But I don’t give
One small step, that's big leaps like we moonwalking
I pulled through, I managed to move when I was in the coffin
By any means, I run through
got a lil motive and see me I done died already so it's no talk
Got some big ole fire hit ya whip knock a door off
Mind ya business for somebody knock
heat!
Be like the god damn big guys!
I try to improve and try to get by
I try to be like them every single time
But now I'm stuck, gotta choose my path
Duncan, money big stretching
I ain't gotta wear no Tim boots to show I'm big steppin'
Yeah, you bitch might be cute but she is not pressure
Pull up with
Popeye with his spinach
Like Romeo's potion get me in motion
Lift her up, let her go down now I'm Tony Stark (Iron Man)
Yeah man, then I did it, knocked it
all through your body
Call me sodom and gomorrah
That's my soul talking
While I'm filling more shake into my bowl
Getting higher
Wondering when it will
Call me on the late night, get right, he ain't actin' right
Every superwoman needs a superman, here I am
More better, more cheddar
Knocked ya man
me jet, or I'll collect unemployment bucks
On the way back, Jack, I spotted this object, a stray cat
Stuck in a tree, with a tag that says that:
"If
a can of Skoal.
Well, we went down to the Grundy County auction
The sign said no tobaccer where we sat
My wife told me that I should spit with caution
"What the fuck?"
By 9 PM I need a possible bitch at the crib (fuck)
Hop up in the sleigh with a big bag of gifts (fuck)
I don't put my time into
Have me goin hand to hand, killin my own clan
But now I understand and see the big picture
Fuck cryin about the struggle, I teach you how to get
You can't be sayin' that shit
What the fuck's wrong with you?
(Ah, my bad, my bad)
Whatchu mean by that? (Huh?) I'm curious
Nut in your girl real fast,
will always start with I like an Apple Store
I’m a goat, Capricorn
And the Young Star, yes, clap some more
Got these gems on my neck, and they shine when
thinking
I'm done with the giving
I hope that you're getting this shit
Fuck what you say
Fuck what you do
Living by me
Leaving nothing for you
Living through
Yeah, turn me up a lil' bit more
Just a lil' bit more
Boy just say picture me grapin'
Ayy
Ayy
Oh, they gon' fuck on with this right now
Ayy,
of inspiration, you trace shit.
Patience been my life story,
They say the trials almost over and I can taste the glory.
Its hard to ignore me with this big
the coaches
And I'm a always be in the hood like roaches
Flow is ferocious, dough is ferocious
Two guns by each lung with no holsters
And I control all
asking about me
Tell 'em that I'm flying free
Tell 'em that I got the key
To my house out by the sea
Now my name stay in the news
Now I wear those big boy
some love
No rose by the be blinded by the
I kill it with my thugs
Winning all bitch so lame
Spending money like I'm crazy more money
More money
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