Lyrics:
Ah-ha, yo man, E I don't know about that, man
Last time we took somebody with us, man
We had to carry him home, man, he got out of control
The whole
lower clock is world of Bally and the upper's chess king
Step up on the platform kid if you're so irate
We complete with defeat, it's not here to debate
the flap until somebody hit
Cap rapping that's a new trend ,Just you don't bring a friend
Who me? I ride to the end Niggas actin' too weird, we could never
locals and New Yorkers
And the Brazilian Navy
By mini-moke and scooters
In cabs and stolen cars
Came the creatures of the evening
From St. Martin
and an outdoor disco
With bad wiring. Some people said if you looked
Between the cracks of the floorboards of our
Dance floor you would see Hell. If you ever
of time
You see I'm feeling high strung
So I'm, taking off the edge by putting reefer in my lungs
Got a problem with these drugs?
You should probably find
dance is a stance far away from you
Your favorite dance involves no pants and somebody new
Once upon a time
Their lips are dancing two by two
And I can't
Gun me down, I'll gun you down
Trade a body for a body nigga, kamikaze
Tired of living no healthcare
I ain't fucking with wellfare
But it's rap
on the cadence of his tingling keys
Matter of fact he my favorite 'cause he tip me with E's
He got a cousin named David and I seen him last week
This is
made for you to start testing)
I peeped you frontin', I was in the Jeep
Sunk in the seat, tinted with heat, beats bumpin'
Across the street you was
me up and down with a frown
smellin like a bottle of Crown
but I don't give a fuck
'cause this hoe gone make me make the news
for shankin niggaz in
?
Bruh, you’re getting thrown in the furnace
And you want me to worship you?
Nah, I’ll stick with my inheritance
I don’t need to accomplish
He’s given me
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
to make you laugh again
Now I'm out of the scene (ahh)
I've got this feeling, somebody, dance with me
Somebody, dance with me
I've got this feeling,
the wrong gone
so watch ya mouth
it's a time and a place for everything
this the spot where cash king
no rules except you get yours only
bless me with
what I'm bout
Makin' his money, you niggas be funnin
You niggas should know how I get down
Everybody wanna fuck with the king of the Co
So y'all niggas
buy a new pair of shoes without the red stains
Go to a Mets game
Make it home to see my bed frame
Before I been framed
Ben Franklin when it rains 'cause
dun, Murder muzik
Big Noyd, Big P, get your gunz, nigga
Yo, you know who we be, the are A double P E are
Niggaz fuck with this and they get sent
the sovereignty
I'm probably at a fly boutique with a lowkey freak tryna try new things (King)
They say things, I do things, I buy buildings they buy new bling
Happy birthday Jesus
Let’s celebrate the birth of Love
She was only 13
Young with a big dream
Then, unexpectedly, things would never be
to found myself
But I still do downer hell
Could somebody understand
Me-e-e
Fury, dancing on a road
When I drinking
It`s default
Soul sold
Men, I let you go!
Really was hard the new guy
Had to make a song saying I’m
To nice
Who really know you
N***a you right
Might gotta detach
From the feedback
Only fuck a h*e
Rocking fubu with my old school Van's in my new new whip
Imma rap till they listen to me
Somebody listen to the kid
In the bio is a link to a king spitting
it feels different
Uh, I only love her if her eyes brown
Play this shit while you play around with my crown
King H-O, y'all should know by now
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