Lyrics:
that there is no tying me down
But she act like she don't understand
(She don't understand)
She's my number one fan
Crib by the beach and the sand
(Yeah)
cannot stay with her and no i cannot lay with ya
Finna go to africa living like a bachelor you know we got the racks on us
And no it ain't no catching up
I wanna put your number on the call block
Have AOL make my email stop
'Cause you a bug a boo
You buggin' what? You buggin' who? You buggin' me
to think and wonder
Bout a plan, yo man, I gotta step out town
You wanna call me up? Take my number down
It's 222-2222
I got an answering machine that
They always trynna take my shit down and I fucking hate it tho
Next time I see somebody trying to take down my shit, I'm going Will Smith bro
Always
that you down, I’m patient! (aye!)
Really ain’t no use in the hating
We ain’t gotta stress with the dating
Answer the phone, Don’t keep me waiting..
man
Sit down right in my one corner
If na love say you want please start running
14 years no be small number
Ah-ah-ah-ah
14 years no be small number
14
can have her back
Summer to winter, I'm a bachelor I gets it in
No strings attached, don't catch feelings, I don't need a friend
Just leave your math
swallowed whole by the tide
And the water locked and locked
And the rain locked and locked
I'll write these words down
Maybe I'll get myself someplace
I need
what I expected all these cards in my hands
And yall niggas tryna tell me bout retirement plans
Nigga
I was supposed to die by 25 and you telling me
you think you number one?
With music, did you get make a ton?
Did you get to do everything you want by the sunset?
People call me number one
And I still
Her head nodded down to her chest, slowly she fell asleep.
Overwhelmed by greed, put to death.
to know
Number's up
Eyes closed
Truth is I don't know
Come chase the bloodflow
Got to dig
Down low
From the root the tree grows
Number's up
Eyes closed
'm a bachelor slash rapper wit a positive mind
I told her let's exchange numbers we can link up sometime
Said she not really a pursuer when she meet a new guy
She
down for the funk of it
Like Fred Sanford in the biz
Yo one held his paraphenalia, a Wu memorabilia
Mailed by the fortune teller, tried to tell ya
deep like a bachelor
I turn shit over like a spatula
You know how it goes by now, word to God
Lyrics are so hard they'll be Kevin Costner's bodyguard
you find
That number not mine
I change locations so do not knocky-knock 9
I say let me break it down for
You a nice and simple huh
I don’t want your
I’ll be number one fore I die.
*VERSE ONE*
Unh
Everybody dies
And I don’t even really know why
All I know is still he gon’ grind
Every minute goin’ by
'm a wrestler
I don't give a fuck, I Fucked the system I'm a bachelor
I was feeling empty till I realised I'm good enough
We don't fold we pass and puff, taking
waitin' for all of my friends who were by my side
And when it ends it was you and I, why can't we all win together?
All these lucky numbers, they're
I wanna put your number on the call block
Have AOL make my email stop
'Cause you a bug a boo
You buggin' what? You buggin' who? You buggin' me
don't want to hear you say "wait"
If I have to get to 'four'
It's gonna be too late
By the time I count to three
You both better have calmed down
By
neighbors were screamin all the time
We'd make love in the afternoon, say Chelsea Girls and Bachelor number two
I played for her some songs I wrote, she'd
glass
Her head nodded down to her chest, slowly she fell asleep
Overwhelmed by greed, put to death
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