Lyrics:
Yo, microphone check one two what is this
The five foot assassin with the ruffneck business
I float like gravity, never had a cavity
Got more
Yo, this is somethin new by
Notorious-ass Above the Law
In the motherfuckin place
The Illustrator KMG
Yo 187, you gotta let em know what's goin
to the Atlantic
I dig dips who've got the hips that are gigantic 'cause I'm frantic
Take you in a frenzy
Takin' you out is easier than pullin' a pull-out out
the middle, watch is all chiseled
I can holla at the birds like Dr. Dolittle
(What's that in your pocket Ghost?) a Dill pickle
(Not that) oh that's
hoes first, gotta put a dollar first
I just bought a Wraith with nothin' but show money
Got rich by playin' my cards right
She suckin' it under
ya
Been in this game with no competitors
Cause by myself man I’m a goat like Cody Bellinger
And god is us he’s within can’t have the hell in ya
I
of it because minute by minute
Temperature it all a rise because you thighs and all you hips, style
You shockin' it, you a rock it, you a kill it
look at what I made
Got saved by the Rain when I was in Flames
Picture that shit
As I'm looking through the Window Panes
I've seen it through and through
always prepared
Got sons you don't know about, ones you don't know about
Buns by the tons, mad guns and we going out
What!!
[swizz beatz]
It ain't over,
out
Look how long the rapper waited
Is incovaporated
He got slapped and faded
I'm nice with nouns, pronouns and adverbs
If the crowd can't feel what I
cause I know you know my name and
Knocking MC's out the frame and, putting them suckers to shame and
I live for hip-hop, so I have no time for fun
against me
Let's limit what this government can do
And make sure it always works for me and you"
These are your rights
I wrote 'em down
So that
Of what life's all about
Experiencing highs and lows
Powered on by your ego
Gathering fruits of the forest
That boost our self esteem
In front of you is
here mesmerized by these hips and thighs on you
(I just love all the things you do “all the things, all the thing”
All the things you do “all
I just want some money fuck all that other shit
Oh you tripping, I'm a go and fuck my other bitch
Blue strips, gotta stack of em right by my hip
Full
Alright
Nah nah nah nah
Mm
If you let me ride
Then I will fasho
Keep you by my side
Can't let no one know
It's no way we can divide
Girl I'm here
Since the music made you
Shout and twist
Been a while
Since I seen you miss
Let me grab you by them hips
And give you a kiss
Been a while since I felt
what the lesson it
If you the shit then you is musty, If you the shit then you disgusting
If you the shit you better hope I'm not the one doing
broke is what we call a job/ I hustle everyday and I pray to God/ I hustle everyday and I pray pray/ I hustle everyday and I pray to God/ just over broke
Rhonda: (broadway-style fake singing)
Jingle bells, jingle bells,
Jingle all the way!
Oh, what fun it is to ride
To chicago every day, oh...
Thing-fish:
Flippin' keys by the tons
Twenty five grand a week, fiends creep
No sleep nor do they eat
Bed around 6 feet deep
More goals to be achieved in
This hip hop
on standby
"K. Dot, what up? I heard they opened up Pandora’s box"
I box ‘em all in, by a landslide
Nah homie we too sensitive, it spill out to the streets
The struggles what I've been through
But nowadays I make an honest living by recommending items off a menu
And life's a Bitch that's why often I'll be curving
to please masses
What's your pleasure, sir? Define it to see if it matches
If it fits you or is it you who aint fit their picture
No worry, some re-tusch work
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