Lyrics:
control how big my bankroll is
I control how much I let these lames niggas, fuck niggas get to me
What I can't control is the shit that I don't stress,
There's a time to play and there's a time for sex
There's a time to lounge and there's a time to catch wreck
Watch your spot cause if you
many wrecks I see there every day
Caused by the girl wearin' nothin' but a smile and a towel
In the picture on the billboard in the field near the big
bumper just yet but
I brake for brunettes
You'll see them big skid marks by the wave pool park
And Judy's beauty salon
Lord I tore up the street in
on my back initiated in blood
Bout it niggas start fightin' when I walk in the club
You could tell I'm a soldier by my army fatigues
And you could
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
ones by Jay Z and Rick Ross she
Did that song because she was asked and
Because "Kanye's a genius" She
Did "Bang Bang"
Because she "knew it would be big
every day
Caused by the girl wearin' nothin' but a smile and a towel
In the picture on the billboard in the field near the big old highway
Oh, I love
deckin', rubber neckin' in my tomb
Check it out yo, I smile like Groucho Marx
I make a joke, hokey pokey, and slide by like egg yolk
Play me like a punk like
Harrison had a perfect life
With a big backyard and a red-meat diet
He was always on time and he never cried
Didn't pose or boast or showboat even
rap game, time to up the ante
What's your fancy? Big time skills or small penny
Dead to latter my varsity letter, fatter than your JV
Only
Wreck beats daily
Have 'em looking like Halle Berry car
Accidents happen when I got the Mac in hand
Mic defibrillator give haters heart
Attacks in advance
Wreck beats daily
Have 'em looking like Halle Berry car
Accidents happen when I got the Mac in hand
Mic defibrillator give haters heart
Attacks in advance
Yeah we're gonna swing this one to the right
Want to give a shout to my man Pos K
My man Big Daddy, he's cool
Now Rule Mob
Check it out
Well
Yeah we're gonna swing this one to the right
Want to give a shout to my man Pos K
My man Big Daddy, he's cool
Now Rule Mob
Check it out
Well
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Let's focus
I can't end up hopeless
I'd hope you find it funny by the way that I'm not joking
I used to be a big shot
Real popular
Control control there's to much control
Control control there's to much control
Government officials licking big bad business man's hairy balls
Woah
Woah
Woah
Ayy
Oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (Yo, one, two)
She tell me I love you like I never loved
Protect your love before you wreck yourself
From
All of these words keep eating me up inside
Want to spill out, so why do I keep trying to hide?
I want to build mountains
But I'm still haunted
By
to change emotions that I can't control
I've been haunted, by the silence when we stared up at the stars
Something deep about that moment lasts forever in my
I got a head, but ain't no screws in it
(money, money, money by the ton)
I got a head, but ain't no screws in it
(money, money, money by the ton)
down to twenty, that's how many wrecks I see there every day
Caused by the girl wearing nothing but a smile
And a towel in the picture on the billboard
cracks by the stroller
I'm registered voter, motherfuck a quota
Give some bakin soda and a quarter
Bet I flow straight up out the water
I'ma wreck
cracks by the stroller
I'm registered voter, motherfuck a quota
Give some bakin soda and a quarter
Bet I flow straight up out the water
I'ma wreck
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