Lyrics:
sights, hope you ain't scared of heights
We could cut out the lights, girl I swear I don't bite
But we was both broke so of course we couldn't afford no
to feature a rap artist
But most of the rappers
They don't like to rap about politics man
They only want to rap about cars
Girls, alcohol you know
And we
girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems but the sauce ain't one, hit me
The sauce is hot, the sauce is hot, hah
The sauce is hot,
swag is but you was made in Paris
And Mama woke up the next day and shot her album package
Last time the miscarriage was so tragic
We was afraid you'd
the album drop?
And still got a few from Pharrell to make the album hot? (Thugga!)
Yeah I hear y'all but don't see you niggaz
Y'all just making words
the album drop?
And still got a few from Pharrell to make the album hot? (Thugga!)
Yeah I hear y'all but don't see you niggaz
Y'all just making words
girl
There goes my baby
Loving everything you do
Ooh girl, look at you
Bet you ain't know that I be checking you out
When you be putting your
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You seeing on me
180 I spent by the week
Talking to you girl 'cus pussy ain't free
All of these bills, they fallin' 'round me
You seeing on me
180 I
yea)
God this has been so annoying
Girl needs to get her own concepts for that concept album
I mean, I've had this song planned for years
What, you don't
break my heart
But you won't let it mend
My love for you is dead and gone
It hurts that true but we move along
Yeah girl I know you on my mind
Thinking
them?
I need to stop, but I don’t want to
So basically what I’m doing here now. I’m standing here, recording the rant for the second track on the album
watching Buffy
End of day I take my stake to school
You think I'm weird but fake you skating too
The rumors says I'm chilling with your girl
Don't make me
the Superbowl
Keep your mouth on lock
Sh I'm awake ha ha
I'm cocky on the mic
But I'm humble in real life
Taking nothing for granted
Blessing everything
trying to say baloney to me
But today, I'll bring back the rap albums
So they can play my shit
Like Madras Girls Basketball Team did with my last album
I
and just thrown out
Of your house by an angry
Spousе that caught you cheating
Got you feeding all on the bus
Get on thе bus and try to get puss
It’s not me,
After you insulted my mom I felt offended
Over some basketball game, you gou gou ga ga ass nigga
Crying over everything but it's still okay
But I never
out that’s power ten boys that’s facts ten thousand then by see my dick it’s time to show me what you got without calling in your head every girl dirty
I might pull up gas tank on E baby girl champagne on me
I might pull up gas tank on E baby girl champagne on me
I might pull up gas tank on E baby
Check it out
Ladies and gentleman
I present my self
I go by the name of Sol you know
I'm here to introduce the album
The first album of the D.O.A.
sons grinnin
Mums gotta skits out, when she sees her new yard n kitchen
The C needs coachin
Put your'e album out, same day as us and we'll see who's
Girl, I can't notice but to
Notice you, noticin' me
From across the room, I can see it
And can't stop myself from lookin'
And noticin' you,
I'm up writing when I should be sleeping
But let's be honest all these bitches stay weeping
My life has consumed me making this album
I can't even
Girl, if you felt everything you heard me say
Turn your feelings in your heart back to me right away
And I'll get it
Do I do (do I do)
What you do
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