Lyrics:
eat, catch a flick
Exercise, relax, make beats, jerk my dick
cnd still have time for wine, women and weed, too
Yo X where you going when we pick you up
It`s strange sometimes I think paranoid clutchin` my waist
A fake couldn`t relate to,
Drugs and honeys,
My hugs are funny
And thugs blow slugs for
But wait you haven't seen my fine honey on the side
Yea you wish you were me in this ride
Burning rubber on these streets worldwide
Want to hit skip
A yo
I wanna take this time to introduce my new artist
King Theodore The Banker
The latest signee
To Dumb Rappers Need Teaching Entertainment
[background ad libs by P. Diddy]
(Danger)
(Danger)
(Ah ah ah)
(Danger)
Today is the day we ride, you's a made your whole fucking family by
hypebeast
I don't know why you trynna flex
Yo plan ain't working with that bowflex
Fake watch why ticking tho
If it ain't smooth it ain't a Rolex
You a bitch
my girl so bad, got me saying Yo!
Excuse me miss like I'm Chris in '05
I can't wait to do this live
Running circles ‘round you guys
Yeah, I'm running
finish up this album
I love you
Stacks
Girl I got everything I want in life
But you not by my side
Everytime you come around I be catching butterflies
You
from the start
Just you wait until this album drop
It might just top the charts
They heard OTS is going up
Now they all want be apart
But it's the same
not by choice (4x)
[Animal]
Unh, Yo, Jesus Christ yo, he just nice
Like a ginszu blade nigga, he just slice
And get y'all out the game, dog, it's
album and not come out with a classic
All I have is my passion
This rapping gift is a talent
All I do is deliver go check your door for the package
All I
being whipped by the Coochie
Or talk about guns when I know that I ain't ever fucking shooting
Bitch man fuck you, all you doing is causing fucking issues
saving souls
Oh yea, that's right
That's right
It's a blessing to live this life
Fight the good fight of faith
I'm chasing eternal life
What's yo life like
Switch and change me did shit that made me angry
It's like payback watch the shit you say on this track
I heard the stories how you get down lay on yo back
You know what
I like the playettes
No diggity, no doubt
Play on playette, play on playette
Yo Dre, drop the verse
It's going down, fade
I lost my first record deal in ten months
Blinded by the light from
Let's run to redrum
Now I see it twenty twenty
Like Dateline, you can't rush in
gotta show me
I believe by how you say it
I know that you gon show me
Conversations in the bed
Gotta a nigga reminiscing
I remember what was said
You
it as a sign on how
Im living my life
Who can I trust
I put my faith in the lord
My soul is protected by
The shield and the sword
This right here my
One for the honeys/
Two for the Dro/
Threes in the air definition of woke/
Whether with the hands we go blow for blow/
Intercontinental show for
Yeah
I guess I'm, sorry not sorry
Yo
For the past year I've been goin' through the ringer
I figured it would die down by now
But the more I consider
Hear the honeys scream
I'm Mohammad Ali
Sipping on that lean
Smoking on that green
Make my mind feel free
Tryna make it big by any means
So poetic
you better make a quick decision gon get the business
When i put this dick in yo life
Yes honey get money blue hunnits just run it get money
A Couple
broad in Tahiti, big ass green bikini
I don't spit on tracks, I throw up on em like bulimic
Pardon, my High Tyme album a problem
Wait! Fuck that bitch
Maybe I'll just pick 'em off
One by one
Then I'm dipping like a pick six I'm gone
Plus I got the heat
I've been cooking all spring to fall
Guessing how it
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