Lyrics:
life (yea-aye-aye-aye)
She said, never have I ever met a guy like him
He treats me like queen should be treated by a king
He picks me up, and turns me
(Mr. Eon)
Yeah uhh
What it look like? Mad Skillz
Uhh Mr. Eon (The Mighty Mos Def)
The Mighty Mos (the E.C. Rawkus connection)
Coast to coast
Turn around, backtrack
Bring it up
Throw it down, back that
Speed it up
Slow it down, gas that
Pick it up
Hold it down, grab that
Beat it up
Turn around,
my lead
Count on reflex, yeah we had a leash
My life a remix, I made it breeze
Feeling good by myself, yeah I'm fine on my own
Past the bedtime
now before they come take it from me
Never catching feelings because you know that you're the villain nigga
And I ain't felt shit in a long time sorry
different whipz
You aint slick if you ever did sit up
Kriszy apps the little Mr. Rackboyz, you a lead
Rackboyz, Rackboyz time two turn it up
Rackboyz,
you can't see up in my window
These niggas don't understand me 'cause I'm Boss Hogg on candy
Top down at Maxi's wit' a big Glock nine handy
Pieced
you tumble
Now when you try to get up, motherfucker, you stumbled
Now it's a must that I can bust, from the shots from my 12 gauge
Dust to get your
the way down South (YEAH!)
I ain't Mike Jones, keep my name out'cha mouth bitch (Mike Jones)
We can get it crackin if it get to clickin clackin
Look
niggas gonna see
These MCs ain't the same as me
I had a Grime hit in 2003
God gave me a body and blessed it
You see, my fingers they made Duppy, Private
Turn me up
Ever since I was younger, I always knew I would be the man
Ever since I was younger, I always knew I would be the man
I never had a plan
Cole feelings make you Runaway
It's a party, Andre 3k
She say this drip got you in heat baby
That brown turn her to a freak baby
Aye Mr. DJ replay replay
am I? You should know that (Know that)
Kimchi in my hand 'cause the flow slap (Slap)
Switch up the cadence, don't tell me you hate it
My drip is so wet
(Mr. Eon)
Yeah uhh
What it look like? Mad Skillz
Uhh Mr. Eon (The Mighty Mos Def)
The Mighty Mos (the E.C. Rawkus connection)
Coast to coast
I'm tired of being broke
Tired of waking up shaking up
Wondering if I'll make it bruh
Everybody's fake as fucking blowing up babes to nut
Brother
either way we gon' get down
New niggas, thought I was going to break down
Still here, now it's time for the breakdown
Breakdown, clap it up
Remix, mash it
weight is always on point.
But you can't trick me by your appearance.
Never judge a book by its cover.
Stop pretending you are cool but you are a sucker.
[Kane & Abel]
Yo KL hook me up with some of that beats by the pound Kane and Abel
gangstafied guerrilla shit.
We start tightin' up on these
This is now so brilliant in ya system
Well pour me up yep
I need a big cup
Is we sipping by the ounce nigga yes sir
I ain't even trying to bounce
I'ma
It's Weezy baby ho, turn up ya radio
I'm in the penthouse fucking on the patio
She call me daddy yo, she don't wear panty hose
And when I'm done watch
kids, I swear to God, you gon' remember me
Words are powerful, it's time to see my niggas eat
In a two seater, in Atlanta, pickin' up mean
Ferrari
(Let's run it, let's run it, let's run it)
Yo, fuck you, Kanye, first and foremost
For making me do this shit, muhfucker
Had to throw everybody
there it is
Sleeves up Mr. Biggs
Cause I'm about to get, wild, wild, west
Sick and tired of your mess
You put me to the test
And now I'm
(ever)
Oh another thing, I ain't ever play myself (never)
Even when they all changed up, I stayed myself (it's me)
Did what worked for me, then bossed
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