Lyrics:
shottas beside me and I'm in the middle
Go longer than long, I ran up the mileage
Straight out the zoo and they said I be wildin
I played the version
gotta be by the speaker
By the DJ where they smokin' on reefer
I'll be in the club track suit track suit
Fuck the dress code I'm lookin' like eeeyah
Drink
Elon
Big bong, bad spirits be gone, we go
Bust down boogie
This party getting litty
On the table swinging' shirt
Know I live in
Too dirty
Got two blunts
harder than your favorite player that's runnin' them laps on the baseline
Some people don't know what to say to adversity I got the words let me say mine
Bonfire" by Nikolai Astrup
That shines on my computer screen in 2017 in the awful July night
The house is finally quiet and still with the child asleep
This one definitely goes out on a censorship tip
So everybody sit back, relax and have a champagne sip
We gonna teach these people out there who
Motivated by the haters
I move around like a gator
They are less than an I am greater
I’ll be sliding around like a skater
Important people owe me favors
Time†‘Cept this version, it’s by us.
Sad when even Kiss lyrics get too complex
Clueless, we’re singing songs we barely know again.
Our mastery
surgeon
Not your average person
Cause this cash I'm earning
Got me riding dirty like the mastered
Version of my tracks with cursing
The illest cat for
niggas dirty some of my niggas they trynna stay clean
And if my pockets start hurting gotta get it by any means
And if I can’t make money from my hobbies
It started with two hands
Laid in the bed
Surrounded by all the newsstands
Listened to Em, I was the new Stan
Didn't realize to be guided I'd have
to come and dirty your soul
You see the haters get the genitals
Back up off the minerals
Rolling with the general and high off that medical
Rolling all
car settlements!
[Chorus: Biz Markie (Erick Sermon)]
I say yes yes y'all {"One-two one-two"} to the beat y'all
Party havin people guaranteed to be like
Banging another stranger
In the republican party
Religious nuts
Cracked eaten like a piñata or thanksgiving stuffing
Quinceañera placenta tossing
December
the world
Only let's me know that I'm loved
By so many other motherfuckers that ain't you, and it's bugged
'Cause you keep fuckin' with us, we keep
a lie
You know I try
Feeling it crack
Rolling a sack
By the end of the night I made it back
Missing all the people that I once had
Broken hearted but you
and battered
But you won't talk like it don't matter
Had some people tell me watch my back, now I wonder how you knew
People do you dirty when they know you
(listen)
Call it democracy, more like de-mockery
Only established by white men with property
Needed some deeds and you needed a penis
Just to be voting well
I'm only killing
When I'm one on the drum set
One sec
Some said
I'm not the best yet
Version of me
Yeah i switch my whole mindset
Switched out my role
walked into game
You're the perfect version of a pervert virgin
Stalking little people
On their school excursions
Ego flaring up request to see a surgeon
friends and we'll catch up
On all the things that we left up on the shelf
Don't care for nobody else
How you feel when you left all by yourself
In
the ocean drive
Sweet, sweet and open crowd
Baby, we could just stay here for a while
Hang out, get dirty
All the broken red lights
And all the versions by
Step on people to get in the magazine
It's alright to seek high, but greet people that come by
Also care about the ones that's stuck in between
You
versions of me in parallel universes from total teddy bear to ultra rude
True, I don't measure power by bravado, libido
Or by popping bottles with Hefner
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