Lyrics:
with them they cannot tame me
I got a new bitch her name Amy
She do it good she give brain on the daily
I'm thumbing a sack Ukulele
I told them fuck you
that was a low blow i know doe doe
Take a photo oh
I'm 'bout to roll up and pop to his fo' do
Oh no, he's probably gonna go and PC again
And talk
his feet
Students
Musicians
A teacher
Fools
I'm a hooker
I'll show you a good time
Tie me to the rafters
I'm a thinker
I could stay there
all day
half the iq of a inbred hillbilly
You miserable old man, ugly bold clown, think you're loved... no man, you're hated by the whole town
Just step off get
screwed
You may think it's because she needs money
To put food on the table for Ron but no his mom
Misused and abused narcotics
She would take her bag
good,
Hittin switches while I'm throwin up the hood.
I never play the radio,
I buy underground from the mom-n-pappa sto'.
I cruise late night by
shorty know I'm a fuck like I'm auditioning for DVD's in it
I pour up a 3 and put CBD in it and my backwood got that THC in it
I'm reppin' dat North but
on some syrup
Now you know we gone, goin real strong
I thinkin ride far, I thinkin ride long
Drop roll barre, that what I want
I'm comin on down jammin
know that I'm ruling it
Tried to hit me with a diss track
Shot 2 clips but you know he still missed that
Talked about my ex
Bro you couldn't ever get
know, when we get together we're always grooving
To You Know I'm No Good by Amy and you prove it
That, "hello," was just an introduction to those two lips
play me, yeah (yeah, oh)
I admit that this is no disrespect to the parents (no disrespect)
But this is my advice to you 'cause I'm also a parent
Giving it over, giving it over
Yeah, I'm giving myself to a true love at last
Giving myself to a true love at last
You don't know where the wind's
with a real
one
Fuck around and make a movie I'm Spielberg
Plus I'm the filmer bitch
Fuck her good just to tell babygirl that I feel her
Can't have no
shoulder, I don't lack
Hit 'em with a crowbar, I don't scrap
Even when I'm sober, I'm so gassed
Say you ride but there's no car and no mash (what you
shoulder, I don't lack
Hit 'em with a crowbar, I don't scrap
Even when I'm sober, I'm so gassed
Say you ride but there's no car and no mash (what you
[P. Diddy)
Uhh, yeah, you know what it is
[Black Rob]
Hey , back on the scene
Ain't nuthin' changed
Still doin' wild things
Whippin'
chromosome
I don't give a fuck about no bitch, I fuck her
Then I send her home
Goodbye, good riddance, bitch, leave
Bitch, you know I love my Draco and my
of the woods
I speak the truth, no matter wether burbs or the hoods
I speak truth, It's all good, yep it's all good
I speak the truth, saying what you wishing
a level of sanity?
By my faith in God, by my faith in the game
And by my faith in "all good things come to those that stay true"
Right
You know what
at your throat, don't want no smoke, you know it's pressure
Runnin' 'round reckless, caught a charge, like a brand new Tesla
Ride the wave, I'm on the sea
hella rude
I'm the reason that your favorite
Rapper's in a bad mood
My name is Logic, I was born in 1990
Ain't no need to remind me
That when you listen
for life, please don't change
You can hide at my house, it ain't no thing
If you see the pigs, don't say jack
Call me original, don't say cap
I'm
The bitch is back by popular demand (That's right)
You know my name (Yeah you do)
Say it bitch (What's my name bitch?)
Yuh yuh yuh yuh
Koblizzy
know, you know, you know, you know you took, baby
You know you, you took the greatest part, yeah, yeah
I don't know how I'm gonna make it, oh no, but
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