Lyrics:
My skin is black
My hair is long
My nose is big
My voice is strong
There's so much more to these flaws than what y'all wanna credit them for
There's
doesn't fool you and me
We
We didn't fall in love at first sight
But I
I love you more with every day that goes by
The credits don't roll on our love story
tired of it man, fuck
Clean with the credit cause a homie ready pay his due
When I see majita I'm moving min with hella attitude
Pussy with the residue,
em well/ overcharge on the credit card Duracell
Panties off with her belt/ by her belt/ smack her ass with her belt/ with her belt/ tell my niggas I’m
a times
In a life of rhyme life of crime not always by design
What goes around comes around and I believe in karma
The balance in the universe that all
I can barely stand it
I'm crashing if I land it
Your aura's so magnetic
You numb me, anesthetic
Something so poetic, you gotta give it credit
It's
Endless Credits
Endless Credit
Endless Credits
Hey hey hey
I can't stop crying
As I sit in the seat
And I watch my life film
Looping out on
Full
my bitch kinda reddish
With that white girl credit
White sand by the kilo like a white pearl desert
Y-M T-S's all white pearl letters, motherfucka
She like to run around with no pants
These mothers fucking for free
No credit cards or receipts
I’ll be there by end of day
You live 5 miles away
These
shoulders, pressing down
If you got it flaunt it, my dreams are haunted
By God I want it, so get it on credit card
If you got it flaunt it, my dreams are
The moment I was born I opened my eyes
I reached out for my credit card
I know I never did my own suit
Capital it fails us now come and let us
All you fools just sound the same
Ain't no credit to your name
Ain't no credit line open, that's discrediting the fame
Form your business in
budget
Theyre always surrounded by the paparazzi
My friends too rich having all the ferraris
Credit card bills flow spending all the money
spending all
was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He
Credit or Cash
Hook - 1
Come here put your face in my lap
Suck me dry till this nut hit you back
Counting 100s she smoke out the pack
I got good
Stop!
Everybody Take Credit!
Everybody Take Credit!
Everybody Take Credit!
Take Credit!
Take Credit!
Take Credit!
Everybody in the Band!
Take Credit
God
Thank you
Thank you Jesus
Thank you Jesus
Thank you
Thank you Father
For raising me up with Christ
I could never
Take credit for this life
In
I got this name TOMMYXWHITE
When I was super high
You should've seen the look in my eyes
Yes I was off of it
My credit card always decline
But that
Welcome to my paradise where we roll the dice in that trap life
Play them cards fuck the odds ain’t no handouts ain’t no credit cards
Nigers loose
Yeah I wrote it and I said it, but I can't take the credit
When they ask where you get it? I told them that God give it
Wish I could tell you that I
Big bags she lit
Highway moving bricks
Highway moving bricks
Keep a stick
Shorty official
No ref
Just get
Paper by da bags
She lit
Them credit cards
the money and like I got an interesting call from my credit cards. You ever get this one? The guy calls the other day. He says, look, we're offering this
You gotta sit back and count your blessings
You gotta name them one by one
Baby, you can't take the credit
For anything that God has done
I don't
take no credit
It's your world baby, I take no credit
Baby, ain't nobody gonna touch you like I do
Lately, I'm distracted on the dance floor by the way
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