Lyrics:
the whip and suck dick fine
And when she do 'em both it's
Like we all gettin' spit-shined
Label advance, I flick mine in my sick time
Oh, you gettin' signed?
spit it out and about, and spit outta the south,until they recognize the danger signs
So feel a tingle in yo' s-spine, by the way I talk
And it's pimpin'
Chuuuwe!
Aye yo I spit for the fam and folk in the hood
Who seen enough to know better
All my niggas who just tryna get they shit together
Women
making music that's the shit I'm dying for
My team was down by ten I came up and tied the score
I know how to thug it I can make a bucket
Ima eat my bitch
Don't stop, pop that, don't stop
Pop that pop that pop that (what ya twerkin' wit'?)
Bitch, stop talkin' that shit
And suck a nigga dick for some
be snorin all night I can't sleep (hehe)
Call that big butt nurse with the long hair to come suck my dick
(Bad Boy Big, c'mon)
The doctor said I need
know
Domination nation I'm breaking it down slow
I'm ridiculous with spitting they call
Me the spit baller
I spit shit that will stick in
Your t shirt
hella sick
I got a spit curse with a verse like God
Told me kill the shit
Load the clip Heckler & Koch, the hoover king
Bada bing by the ding a ling,
this
And wish for more minutes
To spit this shit that's slick as Rick
I'm rich
But no figures can sink or slow this ship
No matter whoever my opponent is
but screamin', "Where's my award?"
Ballin' out of control, never won an ESPY
'Bout to buy a black ghost and call that shit SP
Flow outta this World,
but screamin', "Where's my award?"
Ballin' out of control, never won an ESPY
'Bout to buy a black ghost and call that shit SP
Flow outta this World,
What a movement, the rap solution
It thumps so hard we got 'em world wide usin' them
Tracks from Black for satisfaction
The role of captain played by
of my jeep
I'm not arguing to get in VIP cocksucker prick
Suck a dick I'mma floss for the fuck of it
Girls say the bro Black be on some other shit
My ancestors mated with wolves
So I'm confused
Rip my skin off at full moon
To reveal a recluse
The truth is
I get burnt by the sun
I'm scared
back on
That nigga Sheek rude, I'll spit in your food
Tell the women in ya family to suck my dick
No respect, fuck that, I'll murder you quick
Mad
was told I wouldn't make it by this nigga in person
So I got a lot to prove
To the world, to the world
And to my true fan, this one's for you
That's me
even trying
You don't scare me at all
If you did a drive-by, I'd wave!
It's so cute when you rap
It's like I'm watching my dad
Tryna use an iPad
the sheets, I die for the sheets
And I got spit for beets, like I ride for my peeps
Yo I love this glamour shit, but bitch I been gutter
Before can I get
Uh
Yeah
Yeah
Uh, yeah
I spit my truth over the beat
I look at you haters and press delete
I stay ten toes down on my feet
I think about Jasmine, I
spit the rawest tracks
And i aint fallin back
Youre what we call a rat
If karma hasnt hit you yet, be sure i fuckin will
All the stupid shit you said
me shit nigga I done did this by my lonely
I could've fucked his bitch
But on my mama I dont want her
Finna get rich as shit nigga
And I put that on my
Peace By peace
Day-by-day
Swear they took my life away
Clouded mind it all is grey
I want this shit to go away
Minded carcass all decayed
Let them
and get merked for Christmas
But the curse if gift less
I'm the first to spit shit from a podium
Go to your local church to get this
Y'all sell chickens I
lyrical beast
Don’t need weapons, dont need no guns
Hoes are fucking trippin over flows like mine are not some
Fire fucking shit, I’ll spit some shit
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