Lyrics:
Jacks, had nothing that I hit the TV Guide
Animaniac the only thing that gave me peace of mind
I'm a maniac when aiming at the enemy delight
Tell
penny with there fingers by there triggers you heard
Now listen, I grew up with a vision
I'm going to tour the world cuz that's my decision
Reaching for
last run like where yo loans at?
All White Lows but I don't like White women
In the HOV lane got the load riding with me
On a World Tour I'm tryna get
wanna come where the gang are
All black
Gang looking like Wakanda
4th of July
Union Jacks in Atlanta
30 bottles
Waitress thought we was on banter
Ease
doing alright for the shape I'm in
Sitting by a fire with some damn good friends
Willie on my left, Jack on my right
Blowin' that smoke on a Friday
I think you're gonna be okay, son
If I had the tour, I guess
These two buttons by the way
This one I hope you never press
Some holy fool, just
is the champion sound, believe believe!
Okay, Lamborghini Mercy, your chick, she so thirsty
I'm in that two seat Lambo' with your girl, she tryna
is the champion sound, believe believe!
Okay, Lamborghini Mercy, your chick, she so thirsty
I'm in that two seat Lambo' with your girl, she tryna
is the champion sound, believe believe!
Okay, Lamborghini Mercy, your chick, she so thirsty
I'm in that two seat Lambo' with your girl, she tryna
with a nice whip
5 Star food on a nice dish
I need a private jet to make the flights quick
Some other side the world by the night shit
All white suit
shit they didn't like
Ridin marble white
I might just break em off, when I come dripped out right
I'm talkin shoes by Hirachi, shirts by Versace
Hoes
He's a hero, a legend, a champion, men fear him, women fall at his feet
He brushes his teeth with a rusty braai brush and washes his face with Cape
a napkin
You prolly wasn't expectin' this
White boy long hair with the head spin spits
Now you can take ya L boy over there with the Jetson's kid
But as for
The bassline black metal, the devil get involved
Hate crimes with effect pedals, the love just dissolved
Or distorted maybe it was never love at all
Still get
white bitch is rich something like Madonna
Big M on the whip but it ain't a Mazda
From Gertz all the way to Kings Plaza
Flow viciously sick need to see
Me and my crew in a little tour show
Learned to flip the door with the money we've got.
The blocks stay hot getting knocked it's on
Till one by
never land
The rap Mike Jack, Peter Pan with 28 grams
Hendrix with no guitar, Albert on Adderall
Yeah, jug
Smoke 'til I'm Weezy don't worry
What's in my
kind of freaky of course
Had a fight with Snow White, she was fuckin her dwarfs
Saw a fight over colors, too
Red Riding Hood, and Little Boy Blue
Yes please, test me
Nestle chocolate mix collection
Isabelle Allende, no comprender?
Fight niggas with djembes
White bitches with hair spray
sound which is the champion sound
Believe! Believe!
Lamborghini Mercy
Your chick she so thirsty
I'm in that two seat Lambo
With your girl she tryna
This is the story of the Liberty of Norton Folgate
Old Jack Norris, 'The Musical Shrimp'
And the cadging ramble
A little bit of this
Would you like
This is the story of the Liberty Of Norton Folgate
Old Jack Norris, the musical shrimp and the cadging ramble.....
A little bit of this, would you
and Tom rolling in Big White
Loaded as fuck, bumping "The Cactus."
I hope the Stoney Boys don't try to jack us
Gas tank was loaded, and so was the E
AIDS
(You don't say)
I do believe me when I tell you
It's so true and this could be you
White roses at that casket
Red ones stood out
Thrown by the ones
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