Lyrics:
these words
It’s happening every day
And people wanna hear about it, Betty”
You see, it’s the story of a young girl
Making love for the very first
(move), meine Steps sind Movies (Movie)
Meine Attitude ist Betty Boop, so bad and boujee
Deine Girls sind fake (so fake), meine Girls sind straight (so
disagree on a gangland boundary.
Yes, they disagree on a gangland boundary.
There's Willy Wright and his boys -
One helluva noise, that's Billy's boys!
party double time
Thanking God for making this life all mine
Get you feeling right
Get you feeling right
Right now
Right now
Girl let your hair down
hoooo.
She wanna F***k with the woo, woo woo wooo.
Why you talking about money, you don't get that.
Come I'll show you how to get that.
Play hard, hussle
hoooo.
She wanna F***k with the woo, woo woo wooo.
Why you talking about money, you don't get that.
Come I'll show you how to get that.
Play hard, hussle
Hear what I sing
Thoughts on my mental.
Ignorant things
That's why I wright with a pencil
To much potential
Use to be kings
So the bling is essential
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
You parents' eyes and yeah, I wear a pair of pipes
I wear 'em like cellulite on a pair of thighs
I'm Eric Wright, I'm Ruthless, I terrorize
You
I'm so hard
Pimpin' these hoes on the boulevard
But I'm not here to tell ya bout me
I got a little story bout a nasty freak
She's the kind of girl you
stew peas's, you groupies
Need to show I.D. before the bust down
Touched down the God put seven to your Zippo
And drop it on you heavy like a hippo
on the microphone
and play like E.T. and phone your black ass ho-wome
Yo Sauce, if you're down with the groo-hoove
Get on the mic and won't ya show and prove
of Jacks black label
Pretty soon man you'll be dancin' on the table
Two step three step come on up to four
The girls arrive so we hit the floor
Raisin some
hate me to, listen scrubs let me show you what to do, yeah you,cause I’m Petty
Petty Betty, Petty-Labelle, in your feelings, Girl Bye, say it loud I
(Chorus)
These woods we goin in'em deeper-
We got whisky and premo reefer-
Bond fire by the speakers-
Bettys everywhere gone and meet'em-
So
revin' up the chevy and we're ready to go
betty's gettin' heavy and she's startin' to show
you can never tell her daddy that we did it in the back
Pretty little Sally sat up by the tree trunk
White miniskirt with a Betty Boom bum
She had a ass like Deborah Cox, face like Lauryn
Waist like
Pretty little Sally sat up by the tree trunk
White miniskirt with a Betty Boom bum
She had a ass like Deborah Cox, face like Lauryn
Waist like
old, they don't work no more
Show me a day that brings me better things
'Cause these days don't lie you're running out of time
Yeah Betty's in
hey
Big ups to the peeps that kept the wheel turning, yo'
To my mellow, Curtis Mayfield
Mr. Marvin Gaye
Mr. Donnie Hathaway, uh
Betty Wright
True
Betty girl, she stay down, keep her on the Greyhound
With that stuff between her legs (bus departing now)
Out of [?] we moving reefer by the pound
shook
We Dangerous, mentally, physically, spiritually n****
Competition myself, I can't deal wit' these n****s
Said it's all love but you still show hate
you and I
You and me, you and me, baby
We're together, everything, everything is alright
Betty Wright said tonight is the night
Things are going down
or Million Dollars Worth of Game (it ain't)
It's too many podcast shows it's saturated
You see what Elliot Wilson and B Dot created (y'all see)
Kirk
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