Lyrics:
I think I'm gonna do some spoken word on this one
One, two, three...
80 years.
We the humans of
This great planet
Were granted by higher powers
80
with all my boys, you know I'm sayin'?
Yo, turning mad chicks (cyaan', run back ah her all the while, you know?) (Check it deep)
Turning everybody
with all my boys, you know I'm sayin'?
Yo, turning mad chicks (cyaan', run back ah her all the while, you know?) (Check it deep)
Turning everybody
on opposite sex
The cream got me fiend for mass appeal scheme
Like doin' drive-bys in stretched limousines
I keep tons of guns my niggas on
The run pack
you
Who run the world? (Girls)
Who run the world? (Girls)
Who run the world? (Girls)
Who run the world? (Girls)
I'll be your baby, promise not to let
Been stacking like frito lay, two duffel bags and a briefcase
Trying to count it by hand we be thumbing through them bands in the H
In the H, run it
on a ceiling, chasing
Dreams, hoping this conglomerate can
Run the nation
It's abomination how we bomb yo' block
I'm talking Big Punch, K-Dub, Baby Slip Billy
Bad
to the king
Yow mi rhyme is like pipe weh nah nuh top so hear mi sing
Israelites follow your destiny mek we march again
Yow
Check it America the greatest place
Just point out the bounce
Yes, just point out the bounce nigga
Yo, listen
Rumor has it "The Blueprint" classic
Couldn't even be stopped by Bin
brain
Now that FN by my side, they done snatched a nigga's thang
If they try to run up on me, boy, you know we about to slide
Five times, hollow tips came
You can't fight Imma duck hit hook (Huh)
You know I run up I got that bitch shook (Shook)
We huntin' they king and we knock off his rooks (Rooks)
She
and they want some
See you with no girl and they want none
But guys are just horny horny
Yes we're two damn horny horny
See you with ya man never look
Disappointed to some of y'all
Y'all don't see, the guy King
Ju the number one guy
Run it up know what's up
Y'all calling my, name y'all know
That I winning I
Hunnid percent of TIDAL to bust it up with my G's
Since most of my niggas won't ever work together
You run a check up but they never give you leverage
it's just for a setta
I been blessed by kings and kissed by queens
Even got a homie named Prince Akeem
Yes, I mean black diamonds
I can have
rags
Feet up, G5 we ain't gotta check no bags
Listen, *I'm tryna pop tags*
Chosen King Six run it up we on 5th Ave
Spend that money Track star cus we
Chasing dat check
Chasin Dat check
Out here just Just chasin Dat Check
Niggas chasin Dat Check
We chasin dat check
Don't you get killed for dat money
on the staircase
Begging you, "please don't go, " and I said
"Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone
I'll be waiting
All there's left to do is run
You'll be
say paper doesn't grow on trees well I found 2
He play me baby he pushing daisies by 12 noon
If dude won't ask nicely
Bullshit's half priced from me
by the dropkicks
You know the thrill, yes it's Park Hill
Yo we hit 'em with the hot grits
On the go, check the flow, saying Wu don't rock shit
Stop
by the dropkicks
You know the thrill, yes it's Park Hill
Yo we hit 'em with the hot grits
On the go, check the flow, saying Wu don't rock shit
Stop
a quote, changed the context to make it blow
Nothing In common within a reply you will deny
So how are we supposed to agree eye to an eye
Bryan Kings, out
love you that much
Our love is destiny like Bonnie and Clyde
We'll die of old age side by side
Throughout the days I remained truthful
I keep it tight
edgar Hoover?
The king is proud of Patrick Gray
While America's faith is drowning
Beneath that cesspool: Watergate
We leave America to ponder the image
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