Lyrics:
Catch me in the kitchen by the stove going nuts
If it's what I think it is then the prices going up
Got a whole bunch of heads yeah they all lines up
If we got a problem please don’t talk to me don’t talk to me at all
I think by myself don’t need no fuckin company involved
Driving foreigns live my
game up yo!
The crown,The crown,The crown
The Crown is donned by the head that thinks outside the box
The crown,The crown,The crown
The Crown is donned
bottles, man, it's my life now
Know that I'm a rapper
I'ma be crossfaded, fucked by the weekend
Shawty don't know, but I swear I've been geekin
Think I
relief
People like to talk about the Hip-Hop Band
Not that they get away with it, but they think they can
Cuttin their eyes, and frownin at Wise
And sayin
[Intro: Ghostface Killah (Prodigal Sunzini)]
(It's beautiful God, love it as peace
Let's just get out together, man
In this hard world, I'm just
And shawty gonna cheat with a guy like me
Cause even your girl thinks that you a creep
Leave these bitches alone, man if they want ya, then you’ll know it
Take
the interstate I'll take you for a ride It's so complicated
(Like a woah-man)
I'm not sentimental but I'll keep you by my side We're so underrated
Ah-hoo
Wasn't
man, do it 3 times
Loud guy, but i be sly guy
You no fit find me, with 5 eyes
What
Niggas like me be illegal
So them wan steal my shine and my power
I
eye like I was Newman
Hi Jerry
I think therefore I am and I'm emulating the legends
By repping it on this cypher and fighting my way to Heaven
Most
brown deso yow a chat it like bagga brown him deh pon the banga phone
Bobo by a brand new benz weh a teleport and him a just twentyfour
Big mansion with e
(Man, I was so drunk last night...
I was drinking shots off this fine, young'
Muthafucka, that was me)
I'm gone, but I (you gone, playa)
I
feeling like lil huddy
Maybe a bit more like kudi
But now my shoes getting muddy
Man that's fuckin unlucky
Yeah yo dick lookin stubby
We Better then daily
the Ramada
Them trick niggas in her ear saying they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar trying to get a drink up out her
She like my style, she like
time
I'll do what i'm told
But only by the my parents bro
Only by God who loves me so
Now it's time to switch the flow
So here here we go
I'm like
Boss man ting like The Sopranos
Grey Goose, Henny and some Disaronno
Tell my man drop a bigger parcel
'Cause I can talk hard mate, can you?
You will get
fucker stop
Pick up a little weed get you high and not fall
If I told you that I rap man you would think that i'm a fraud
Just hear me spit a verse and you
Let this muhfucka know that I own my masters
Me he after, he think he master, (he think he master) he think he matter
Just like they say in
to the streets
Plus my flow unique
They probably think we signed a deal
They way we rolling deep
But it's just The Wood
Stuffed with pressure
I'm looking like
I'm losing my religion
Thank God
I prayed about my decision
How odd
For the man with the mic
To be the man all his life
While Christ-like
Aha Aha (na na ni), Aha Aha (oh na na, oh na na)
Yea Yea Yea N Dubz N Dubz N Dubz
Its like first things first,
you probably think im chap with good
fuck her by the thong
You niggas think I'm dead well you niggas dead wrong
Bitches give me head on my salchichon
Pussy ass niggas hide in your rincon
to see me like they hero
Someone they can be inspired by coz he from zero
Trust me non of this is going to waste this is beauty and I'm on beast mode
Niggas been feelin' I'm tryna build me a bank
Cause I need a mill in the safe Livin' like fuck what you think
All my dawgs need to plate Take em' out
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