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King "DJ Eze"

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Mhmmm
Mhmmm
Mhmmm
Is you really mad you don't get the same attention you did before album mode?
Sweetheart, you ain't top three
Its Jesus, then money, then family, then me bitch
Fifth on the list is whoever suck mean dick
"Stereotypical nigga just rapping bout money and hoes", you ain't talking bout me bitch
I am an artist who cherishes deep shit
But still a nigga who cherishes cleavage
(Double D's)
Is the face a 10? (Uh uh) get up out it
Money all in, don't talk lil nigga be about it
Phone jumping, I been lit since the summer
Ask DC, the double cup is full, keep it coming
Ask JP, it's hard to just focus on one
The one I really want out in Dallas getting to it
She don't got time for a nigga right now, I like that shit
Till then, we friends, divine amends
Ain't nothing worse than a motherfucker getting caught up who just gone lie again
Stressed over work, told her do what she love, she ain't listen, she just got high again
Trapped in a loop, I done seen both sides of the rich and the poor, I'm hiding M's
Convinced she was better off with this other nigga, I came back in town, she mine again
(Fade)
Throw it up (Yea)
I caught that ass, she acting up (Olay)
Stomach flat but she still fit it in her gut (Ayy)
Your number not saved, I've had enough get (Away)
You don't want this life baby it's not (Safe)
Ion wanna be cool with you nigga I'm (Straight)
After this shit drop I'm stacking my (Safe)
After this shit drop
I said last bitch BD, jealous; wanna be me
Wanna-be hood rapping nigga toting glizzys
Grew up in a mansion, how the f*ck you turn pee-wee?
Imagine if I had a baby mama getting fucked by another nigga
I had a best friend, I thought she was my nigga
Hormones hit; she back, she ain't fucking with me
Over some shit she claimed she had forgiven
Ain't nothing more dangerous than that text message
Babe excuse my slang, I am from Texas (44)
Get to jiggin when that beat drop, we too reckless
"Hoe" this, "hoe" that, we ain't spell checking
Let the slab swing right to your bitch address (Skrrr Skrrr)
And you'll never find out, so you can't address it
Oh he did ? Shit now he crying his confessions
Ego outta hand, my confidence you can't check it
Mattress Mack numbers, I ain't need to make no bets
(Fade)
Throw it up (Yea)
I caught that ass, she acting up (Olay)
Stomach flat but she still fit it in her gut (Ahhh)
Your number not saved, I've had enough get (Ahhh)
You don't want this life baby it's not (Ohh)
Ion wanna be cool with you nigga I'm (Ohh)
After this shit drop I'm stacking my
After this shit drop I'm stacking my
(Sheesh)
It's King

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