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Call me Charismatic, get it through your fuckin head
Any Emcee battling I'll fill em' up with lead
And I don't even try no more, I do it for
a mean ass stun
I had to buck you off, runnin' your mouth with that weak ass shit
You need to keep it closed, trick before you get your wig split
in them short shorts
To my right shorty smellin’ right with Christian Dior
What your interests are?
Who you be wit?
Learned that from Biggie he the one
gettin' it on like Marvin, so I beg your pardon
For the moment, as I be gettin' suave like shavin' cream
Then scream, but keep my balance standin'
door
But I'm standin' at the stove With my Pyrex and my fork
Tryna turn it into more Way I whip it back and forth
Keep them junkies on my line Got them
the evening
Spend my days with you
If it's true that you really taken
That bonds broke
So when your men get the shit mistaken
Then let him know you might be his
Have your body goin' ooo ahh
Kelly don't stop
Baby girl come with me
I wanna taste yo ectasy
I just wanna go divin'
In your pool, I'm risin'
Let's do it
purple interior leather
Look like peanut butter jelly
Okay you pussy ass niggas piss
Me off R kelly, okay
She feel my dick, in her spinal cord
She put it
times we all
Get to live this life
That's one, don't waste it
You'd be way more successful with
Dax on your playlist
'Cause I rap about motivation, which
not even Hailie
I think my dad's gone crazy
My songs can make you cry, take you by surprise at the same time
Can make you dry your eyes with
shoes, those are green
Draped in a leopard mink, girls standin' next to me
Probably should've washed this, smells like R. Kelly's sheets
(Piss)
But
Tell that sucka he can get back (say what?)
Misdemeanor and Meth in your area (say what?)
Are ya'll ready? Come on, play it back (saw what?)
You
got them crackers so salty with a mad face
He groundhog his safes, played it safe with all his caches
Turn off the news and temptations right by
can make R Kelly’s piss poor to poverty possy cant pawn me Appauling with pockets i stay on with the mic
Your mightest touch aint shit
Im Takin out
got one hand on your gat while your genitals are being touched
Livin' the life that's plush and glamorous
Drunk and high with your little soul's
Bad bitches on my IG
Niggas wish they had it like me
I ain't looking for no wifey
Prolly cause I got a wifey
And a girlfriend and a side piece
with MaryPriscilla
Are you mad
Cus I flex with CMT SOJA nigga Kelly nigga Dessy
Fresh fab better ask em
Are you mad
Are stupid stupid stupid
You text my
Dennis, I'm ridin' with rods
He ran up a twenty and bought a machete
Back trapped in a closet just like R. Kelly
I skrrt off in Lambs, she know I'ma
a baby octopus
An spewed upon with cream corn! AAH... UNH!
An' my girlfriend, she digs it
With a hot YOOHOO bottle
While somebody's screamin':
CORKS 'N'
with sky"
Why didn't I think of that
I know a friend who knows a friend
Who's girlfriend's dad owns a plane and a yatch
Hit a bong at check-in
thinkin' of me, be my part time loverr..
Me I'm gon' do my thang, so you can go do your thang
You wanna fuck 'um it's aight with me, be my part time loverr..
can't rap, because he talks with a lisp
But I got paid, now you feel stupid
Amazed by the style the sound and how we looped it
Now I clock G's, trunk
back window with a bubble in the middle
Who's car is it? Posse won't say
We all play it off when you look our way
Rollin' four deep, tires smoke up
with it
How could you ever?
How could you amount to not
Having amounts of dollars?
I would holler at ya, your
Girl would say "Hi!", and
She would pass by
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