Lyrics:
I'm steadily rapping these fundamentals
I assemble this synthesis
Cuss so much that I've unadventurous
I've been uninterested
Living life is what
don't need no damn pajamas, no sleeping
I'm up early for the cake, so I'm eatin'
But listen, what I'm whippin in the
Kitchen ain't Aunt Jemima
You gotta
by accident
I had a purpose and that purpose was to beat a beat purplish
Slaughter tracks, I done put my two dimes and a nickel in this shit
I
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I wanna dig my way to hell
I wanna dig my way to hell
I'm getting by
special on the cable channel
So Ray J went straight to the radio station the very next day
"Hey, Fab, I'ma kill you"
Lyrics coming at you at supersonic
being normal
And I just bought a new ray-gun from the future
Just to come and shoot ya like when Fabolous made Ray J mad
'Cause Fab said he looked like
and the Eauzone crew
On the streets of Water I'm known as Evan C.
But on this track you can call me Killer Bee
716 is where I reside
With my roommate Arthur, what
a terrier
It's Jan twenty-four, this track's an Aquarius
See a star sign when I'm pointing and pairing yous
Like, uh, okay
Rich or six feet down by forty
You
don't like that nigga
He only out sold her 'cause he fuckin' Kylie Jenner (Word)
Kim was on ecstasy when Ray J recorded, that's what she just said
For
all I lost
Is track
Of time
Roll another j
Roll another j
Roll another j
For the road
(The fuck is my lighter at?)
You now we had to roll another Jay
I
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
heart and mind on a nigga
Yeah, Lambo J, I call him Jigga
Flat tummy tea, but she don't need to watch her figure
She don't need to pose for the 'Gram,
sippin' like i'm in the pub or the club
stylin' of mp multimedia and the mp drug
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Fuck it I'm on my own
I don't need no-one cause i'm pushin' on
Fuck it ill pack my bags
Got my life on track and Im ready to go
Fuck what the haters
through watchin' "Ray" I hit
I laid it down beat it up, let her go clean it up
Take a five minute nap, wake up and eat it, what
The it's part two, in
don't need no fans to cool my amps, I just use my super breath
I could fly three times around the world without missin' a beat
I socialize with X-ray
You the shit say it! You
Don't have to be humble
Be like Ray J "I'm tired of being humble"
I'm not a cocky person by nature
Scaff, be cocky for her!
Chopping chopping that's a wrap
Dropping bombs like it's Iraq
On the track, I'll be driving by when all your tires flat
This has started as a metaphor
Gucci
He don't like Ray-Bans
Spikes so big I feel like a fuckin' caveman
Slick listenin' to this shit on his J pad
No, I ain't Kanye, but I'm playin'
And after he's been hooked
I'll play the one that's on his heart
Oh, oh oh, oh, oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh
I'll get him hot, show him what I've got
Oh, oh oh, oh,
First one
Second one
Third one
Yeah yeah oh
I'll be okay if I get one
Remix!
Ray J, what it look like baby?
This yo boy Fabolouso
Got Clue
finest
I'm just criminal minded
The Ed Hardy with the fine fit (oh)
Track just started, no need to rewind it
[Joell Ortiz]
Me, I'm bringing fresh
rock on)
We keep going
Nigga breath can tell by how you rap you don't believe
Ain't hungry no mo' so off me you feed
I hustle at a speed between
rock on)
We keep going
Nigga breath can tell by how you rap you don't believe
Ain't hungry no mo' so off me you feed
I hustle at a speed between
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