Lyrics:
gonna go go go go go
And the good die young
And the bad die old
Gotta be put in a pack I know
You say the same shit oh yes I know
Life is so hard like
Girl you might want to be careful 'cause I'll steal you from your mister
My legs are pretty fast but my bicycle is quicker
I have very few aspirations
wit the most (Violent J)
And tonight we gonna have a little pig roast. (hehe-huh)
Top copper! It's been a long while!
Lace up your boots and come
And Everybody in the Ultra 85
Goddamn it feel good to be alive
And all these bitches that I passed up
Couldn't fuck witcha 'cause your hair was too gassed up
the summertime
Dietz told me I rap good
Made the beat cause I'm that good
Rolling round like a backwood
And your girl think my tracks good
I was 15 when I realized
yeah Girl I like all your pictures
even if you go and post it again
oh yeah You become my obsession
I just gotta go stalk you again
oh yeah girl I mean
and the alimony
Is why I'm broke, but I don't care because
My impact is mandatory in a age of fake and
I'm perplexed by the hate
Why flex in your songs if
They
wrong
My sword drawn
Spear comin' at'chu four-pronged
But how am I rash, how
This is my retaliation since you gotta bad mouth
Yeah, so I gotta lash out
I
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois Lane"
"And you could be my boyfriend,
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois Lane"
"And you could be my boyfriend,
Slow wine making Nigga burst die
I love the way you do that steady wine
So lucky having good girl by myside
Cool me down with your body every time...
Ave. classy mixed with the hood look
And my good look them bad for yo health
And everybody know you can do bad by yourself, girl
[Chorus]
Do
that she's ending your life
It's a real shame you got hacked by the whores
It's a real shame that kid probably ain't yours
That girl' some bitch you
licking that good s***
She gonna flirt with 'em
Kells, T.I., T-Pain
Ladies, if your men ain't hittin' it right
Just call the number on the screen
the trap and go cuckoo in it
Aim for the head
When you see him put two in it
"Girl you wanna come to my 'Hotel'?"
Until I send one of my bitches over
To go
you go down there
Baby girl I'm starving for your bones now yea
Mawo ibebebe Idi eee
All of my guys they wanna Je idi yen
All of them wish them dae date
reputation ahead of her
Like it's running from something
Always tried to be the good girl
And also, onto something
Cole said it, a born sinner
Her booty thick,
I never wanted it so good
I never wanted it so bad
Take it all the way never turn back
I see you standing all by yourself
I can give it to you
No I
you, know just what I like
So I'll be superbad girl tonight
Girl you gonna tell your mom and dad
You went from good girl to superbad?
It all started
hurts like hell (oh-oh-oh)
You shoulda never let me go
I know I'm messing up your mind
But now I got you good this time
And I hope it hurts like hell
Wobbledy wobble, wo-wo-wobble, wobbin'
Ass so fat, all these bitches' pussies is throbbin'
Bad bitches, I'm your leader, Phantom by the meter
Somebody
Wobbledy wobble, wo-wo-wobble, wobbin'
Ass so fat, all these bitches' pussies is throbbin'
Bad bitches, I'm your leader, Phantom by the meter
Somebody
seen us
Had to match our Rolexes baby team us
Yeah the earth is our turf we can share the world
Maybe even go half on a baby girl
She said, she said,
hating on me
Yeah, go 'head with your cute ass
Whatever nigga fucked up is a dumbass
Let me make it right, girl, you deserve that
Sundresses make
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