Lyrics:
just wont
Quit on myself
Did it by myself
Bitch im off tha shelf
Feeling like a elf
But i'm butter
I don't ever need a cutter
Cause I'm straight up
Yo, I dedicate this, to yo...
To all my fans, keeping y'all in health
Let's tell this Whitey Ford to go fuck himself
Cuz its cruel when you cause
She opened up the door half naked, lookin' exquisite
Ackin' mad 'cause I ain't spoke to her since the last time a nigga hit it
She said, "Don't worry
cellular flips and swell up your lips
Fuck with so much dick in their ass it's shrinkin' her hen house
Hey yo, before you empty your clip and pull at your
at you now
And the kids in the parks start lookin' around
Like, "Mommy come here, look, look, look what we found"
Wit' me it's more intense, n****
So
Yo I was sold to a sick European by a rich African battlin'
Middle Passages, I can't go back again
Battlin' years of denyin' history, lies
Yo I'm a west coast kid livin' in Nashville
And I'm a east coast kid livin' in Nashville
Yo I'm a west coast kid
And I'm a east coast kid
Yo I'm
daddy!
[HMSS] SHUT UP!
[Kids] You ain't my daddy!
[HMSS] SHUT UP!
[Kids] You ain't my daddy!
[HMSS] SHUT UP!
[HMSS] I'ma call yo mama!
[Kids] Call my
wrap my arms around you, babe
And never let you go, oh
And I say, oh
There's nothing like your touch
It's the way you lift me up
Yeah, and I'll be
but better
If I want it then I take it I'm applying straight pressure
Everybody know bout me ask yo bitch bout Steppa
Mr bandman or Mr get yo bitch
a thought (giggling)
Heavy D, yo, the girls they love me
(girls crack up) They love me
I just know it!
Yeah, Positive K? He's dip dip divin'?
Yeah, right
bitches
Every time I rap it's wrap
I don't see competition
Back to this shit, My rap has become Efficient
I've mixed in repetition
Now my bars give
Yo
Dunn you fam to me, and only family
That can get that close to me, keep it type strong
Blowing green that's keeping us going
Island hopping
dice in Yahtzee fool!
I "just do it" like Nike, outta 'bama
With ten kids with hammers, hooked to a camper!
Yo next up
It's the g-o-d
Yo yo, get
, pay it, watch it (Hey yo let me take they ass back to the club real quick)
Turn it, leave it, stop, format it
Touch it, bring it, pay it, watch it
you?
M: Yo man, two G’s
All: What? Word?
M: Word up man
G: Gotta play kid
M: You know it
P: All I got is a little Benz, man, I don’t know
M:
it's looking sunny, my nigga kill you wrap you up now you a fucking mummy, my bitch always greedy for the cock I'm a call her munchy.
(Kid LarX) : You
wrap it gladly
Spread all through yo body like a cancer do
I got the biggest shhit naw gone tell the truth
I cannot make this up I'm not Puss in boots
up nigga step yo game up nigga
And you won't lose yo bitch
Step yo game up nigga
If you need a lesson holla at the kid
Nigga I don't lose I just prove
And you know when I come
I leave no prints nigga and when you die
It won't be at my expense nigga
Nigga, nigga
Yo, you ain't as smart as you think
And I
of Gaithersburg, and you'll never know
What it means for a kid in his teens and his entire team
To go from open mics to actually living they dreams
This a "thank
Come on and clap yo hands
Get up and clap yo hands
Come on and clap yo hands
It's mad cars up in front the piece shorties bouncin'
Niggas on the corner,
week and
Now it's time to re-up
All these keys in this Prius
Now this bitch a Kia
Pray for Cita, the kids and the work
Pray that none of my niggas get
you can bet i'll blow trial
Be +downtown swingin+, m.o.p. style
Next up!
[red] yo yo it's funk d.o.c.
[e-dub] yo, you're on the mic to rock
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