Lyrics:
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
Get your ass off the wall with your two left feet
It's real easy, just follow the beat
Don't let that fine girl pass you by
Look real close 'cause
you any damn thing that you want
You want flowers, I'll buy your ass a rose
But later on you're coming out them panyhose
You want gold? Girl what's
the dawny(?)
Hard, we live too, just like the 2 Live Crew, me so horny
'cause I'm a choosy thug, you get your booty hugged
Face down, ass up, don't stop, gitty
the dawny(?)
Hard, we live too, just like the 2 Live Crew, me so horny
'cause I'm a choosy thug, you get your booty hugged
Face down, ass up, don't stop, gitty
clips at the born hour
I'm a wizard at this shit
Like Jowahn Howard
Put my gun up in the ass of crews
And start to spray
Time to pay massive dues
So I
smiles on me
I snort a line of pre-workout then pass up on the tree
Your mother loves my style, thinks I am the bees knees
And while I can outrun your ass
jabber ain't no actor
Leave my name up in that thang
So no man can fuck her after
That's yo girl
She a nasty ass bitch
She be wildin she be thirsty
She be
the party just strip
Move ya ass, girl (get down)
Only if you know you live
From the club to the parking lot
How many chicks can you fit in that ride?
the party just strip
Move ya ass, girl (get down)
Only if you know you live
From the club to the parking lot
How many chicks can you fit in that ride?
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
silent
Don't make me violent
You be dialin' 911 to tell the family
[Lil' Mo]
Around yo' crew, you's a bad bitch
Yo ass be talkin' mad ish
Toe
I'ma see you in Hell (inhale)
Battle rap? Boy you wouldn't win a debate
The type of legacy I got
You don't get by mistake
Man don't let them amp you up
can tell by the way you carry yourself, you never sold no dope (dope)
Growin' up, my mama beat my ass and cleaned my mouth with soap (soap)
Now she
get in another car accident
This time with your baby mother and
Kid and instead of dying
You end up being the only
One of them that lives what?
Yeah
Don't gotta be your best but I'm in your Top 3
I can take yo girl with no designer on my t
Yo need a dope track gotta run it by me
Gotta run it by me
things I'm chilling, by far
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
I'm a Rockstar
I dream about the girls, and the fancy cars
Pull up with the crew, we got all the stars
I'm
a girl do the bogle, doo doo brown and all
Make (niggas) jump up, drink Don, and have a ball
I ainimate the unlively with the verbal combat
The Abstract,
had sex,
but it doesnt bother him cause he has the internet.
He jerks off to freaky shit like 2 Girls 1 Cup,
hes fucked up I tried watching it I fucking
flows wit two by fo's wit sand paper
Now what is a MC if he can't flow
Up next is E-Swift and my name is J-Ro
We don't give a fuck if you down wit
thought you knew
I fold a rapper like a dollar just to hear his punk ass holler
Walk into his hood and grab his homies by the collar
Stock em all up
Get your ass off the wall with your two left feet
It's real easy, just follow the beat
Don't let that fine girl pass you by
Look real close 'cause
gotta get the dough
But I hit her ass up when I'm chillin alone, like baby girl
Pull up, slide one time
Young mufucka on the grind, aye
I pull up, slide
ass in 2
Katana in my hand imma show you what it do
It'll meet ya chest and go right thru
So ya better fuckin run when you see my crew
Show no mercy
No
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