Lyrics:
superstar
I feel like goin' buy me a new rolex
I feel this album goin' bring a big royalty check
I feel this nigga mad 'cause I fucked his bitch
I feel like
the neighborhood hoe
(Them bitches beep me 304, I left 'em with they pussies wet)
Sittin' back, gettin' my dick sucked by the neighborhood hoe
(Put her- put her
time
You ain't never ever got to choose my side
You ain't got to feel me, you can move on by
Feds on my dick, nigga boom bye bye
Think I might fuck
of New York
Hawk is what them niggas call me, 'cause they all be
Suckin' my dick and on my mother fucking balls, G
I know the half, so I laugh wit' 'em
niggas but readin' be makin me sleepy (hey!)
So strong am I, A Hundred Styles and Runnin'
Niggas stuck on one and them I ran by
Claimin' they fly but
knew you was jealous from the day that I met you
I upset you, cuz I get respect I bet you
I'm even liked better by your neice and nephew
Now you hate
to call to
Get this head right baby
She want this dick right now
I’m like damn right baby
Let me hit you back
I’m tryna get this sack right baby
Fuck what
no gun laws
Broke bitches that talk shit
Now them the bitches I stunt for
Malcolm X daughter came at me
Lookin' ass niggas ain't happy
Rolled
pulling me down, it ain't shit to me now
Don't let it get to me now
Threw out my phone, they can't get to me now
Keep it humble, but love to get big head
follow me and I'll buy you a beer
I'm not leaving till my weenie is fixed
My diller used to be the greatest of all the dicks
But now you grossys have
my way
Get the fuck out my lane
Fast forward second album, you still on that same shit
Every other rap verse suckin' on that Drake dick
It's all
get on this album
I can't be late man what you mean
I can't, I mean I turned the album in cas
What you really want me ta do
Naw call that nigga
Let me smoke a blunt right now and get in my zone
Akademiks said Freddie Gibbs got beat up by Jim Jones (word)
I'm not a big fan of his the streets
out the bottle how I sip now
Ride around the bottom with the tint down
I'm a shooter, got a pistol with the dick out
True story, what I rap about I
about Zack’s ass hole!
Bro chill, ORANGE ya glad you had me go there?
You been ignoring and don’t wanna open our mail
So now I’m goin HAM cause you opened
Yeah, this is Dr. Dre
And this is the next Aftermath representative, Jon Connor!
The album is 'Vehicle City'
Aftermath
This some 2018 shit
So
Now we can settle this like you got some class
Or we can get into some gangster shit
Hey, Chris, I don't want no issues, bruh
I don't want no
So don't tell me whatchu wish for
You wanna be kept by a rich ho
Bitch-ass nigga, I'm tryna hit me a lick
She better pay me right now
She wanna get
and two-on-twos
Active with it, swinging shit
Now I got blood all on my shoes
Opps that I don't know of in the flesh
Asking what's my name
Fans call me Clavish,
Air Ones
Bangin' "The Black Album," track #1
She like that Jay shit, that's her favorite
If it's gon' get me the pussy I'ma play that shit
If she
album back, I did y'all hoes a favor (Notorious)
She did you a favor, c'mon now
We are, we are
No, No, No, Notorious (what's his name?)
He is, he is
Swimmin' in the money come and find me, Nemo
If I was at the club you know I balled, chemo
Dropped the mixtape, that shit sounded like an album
Who'd have
but
My demons came for the party and now they loitering
So tell me what you want, what you really, really want yeah
Quit talking spicy, bet you still
Homicidal, vinyl section, where they always found me
By the motion picture soundtrack with Richard Roundtree on the album sleeve
That's my era shit
Musical
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