Lyrics:
(Progress)
I could even tell by the way shawty would dress (Would dress)
Now I'm done with all that shit back to the more checks
Shout out to my SA and Malawi
years
The narrator, I write like diaries and journals
Layin with the bitch too much, swimmin in pools of pussy
Mentally takes you out your zone, I'm livin
any means bitch
Murder scene bitch
Clean bitch, disease free bitch
Check it, I write a rhyme, melt in your mouth like M&M's
Roll with the M.A.F.I.A.
beat
Soakin up your mouth when you're tastin meat
Makin big bank, want to get spanked
Too slick for you punks, won't get ganked
Gon' stay the same,
the hook, damn
Yeah
And then I forgot my hook
And now I'm fucking lost
I don't know which way to look
I read the book
And then I write it
Girls see me
by Mr. Hyde
Without an invite mother fucka, don't come
Monstrous balls in your mouth, get the fuck on bitch
Come on come on [Repeat x3]
of this shit
Nigga can't let the check bounce
Thats food out the mouth
Got the rent figured in
But I can't move out yet
Man I'm sick of this shit
Damn near
Wake up eh thing check
Gun by mi side a bad gyal deh in bed
The whole dominion show wi respect
1st Genesis tribe dem a seh the thing deh
Yow our enemies
the breakfast
Check this
You ain’t on the list that they give when you check in
Big in the set and
I ain’t falling off lil nigga nah
Tav come first set my brother
and have a mouth to feed
Imma move in silence, hide my blade just like Assassin's Creed
Can't have whatchu' cannot give, I do not live by that decree
corner of your mouth
Let me caress you by the hips and take this talking down south
Pour me a glass of entendre; better make it double
Let me rock your
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Don't let your mouth write a check that your balls can't cash
Or put your Uzi where you mouth is, nigga, we on a mash
Ain't no rules
away
Mr. Lif: Of course, of course, of course,
Disc Jockey: You know, but like yo this cat was running his mouth you heard?
Mr. Lif: What's up?
Disc
la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Yo, yo
Can I turn you on by my word spell?
Look into my eyes, think I want you, can't tell
Me, I keep it
la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Yo, yo
Can I turn you on by my word spell?
Look into my eyes, think I want you, can't tell
Me, I keep it
thugs, no harmony, lot of bones
Giving neckties from Colombia
Giving buck fifties, un cincuenta
Drive thru, guess I'll drive by
Tell la muerte that I said
Manila wit the illest mouth
Gorilapino out tha 'Pines onna paper route
Seeing what the paper bout quick to call a hater out
Sharper than a gator mouth
shit out your mouth like redheads
While y'all talkin' to goons, poppin' all that tough shit to come get you
A different story when them hollow points
yeah (Talk shit if you dare)
I swear I'm bouta fucking flex on her (Flex)
I'm bouta pull up all my checks on her
Im bouta park my shit outside of her
16 floors, I'm never known to write
I'm the best in the five, man you know the vibe
Cold sample work by Threezus, you know the beat anemic
Pocket fat,
than a man
Here I go with these questions again
I'm impressing perfection flexing a pen
My god y'all get a pen and try hard
I know I'm the best by far
Everlast is in effect
Gettin big respect
Then I collect big checks
1's, 5's, 10's, 20's
100 g's and I'm pullin honeys
Left and right, day and night
You gotta
fucking Peter Parkers'
You niggas canceled checks, ya mouth running sprints
100 miles per hour you ain't cross the finish line yet
Ain't nobody gotta like
be okay
I'm not really
I'm not one to chase clout
I put myself out there
And it spread by word of mouth
She heard a lot about me
Through some friends
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