Lyrics:
the asphalt
Five-pronged spinners spinning on it backwards
White neon on it flashing it's the matte gloss
New whip hard, leather on the backdoors
Louboutin
on that bad batch, too much pork around it
Shorty ass fat you gotta walk around it
Big body got ten of those
Cars, cribs that's eight hoes
Nine piece that's
on Italian marble
They on that bad batch, too much pork around it
Shorty ass fat you gotta walk around it
Big body got ten of those
Cars, cribs that's
on Italian marble
They on that bad batch, too much pork around it
Shorty ass fat you gotta walk around it
Big body got ten of those
Cars, cribs that's
ass like Robin Givens
I get them M's a mile a minute
Don't pay your bill, I'm power trippin' (trippin')
BET, that's how I'm livin' (livin')
I got
I’m rocking all fendi
I’m rocking all Prada
I’m rocking that Gucci
I Mixed up my designer
She asked for some clothes
I got her off white
She asked if
mistake my modesty, hoe
I give lobotomies, no blemishing quality,
Opponents more hopeless than Joe Biden's economy
Vote the way you want but when grocery
mistake my modesty, h-e
I give lobotomies, no blemishing quality,
Opponents more hopeless than Joe Biden's economy
Vote the way you want but when grocery
HOT HOT
Off white on my but the shirt black
Off white on my body but the shirt black
Niggas saying they on my head they can stop that
I spent 400
hundred G makers till they cremate us
Skateboard P in the lime green gators
White chinchilla, million dollar neck glitter
Yeah, I got security, see that
still pull off a New York walk by
Keep tryin' talk fly
I talk fly, verbalize a pilot
Poetic fertilizer that's lyrical shit
Hip-hop die but we
crack
[Chorus:]
Is that cha thong showin, or ya tattoo on ya back
Is that all ya pussy, or ya tattoo makes ya fat?
Tattoo on ya chest, tattoo on your
it out the studio and hit the street
Now I'm rocking one more time
Young girls love my Too $hort rhyme
But that big fat girl better let that go
Ice Cube with The Lench Mob I got it goin' on
A nigga that's livin' in the city of the criminal zone
One time can't keep the law in order
We ain't no sheep
I heard BLM scammed a lot of people out here
I know Sleepy Joe & Hunter Biden Criminals
Yeah you know we won by a landslide
Biden
should get to know, on a different plateu, like whoa!
Buyin out what's love, like fat Joe, mommy I know, but I'm willing to grow.
To the mountain top if
white body, but it's not a Lexus
My cup look a lil' red-ish
Purple inside a yellow Fanta, now it's like Cameron Reddish
She told me she's not that
my ish swab betta guess that its clean yea
Organic everything come on the scene
Better get on the floor shake it dance for me
Bring ya girlfriends by
voices other
In my brain and I feel drained
And I Feel Really Better
That I am doing what makes me go
But I am still the same fat boy inside
Am sorry if
when you that dope
Call the popo Boi I got dope
Tryna make a millie shit ifani though
Then i lean back like fat joe
200si camry, my nigger's ball like
on stunt’n chila wit a white tee
Smelling like a whole pound of loud
People walking by saying can you turn that shit down
I know that I’m the shit I carry
make that crack music (nigga!), uh
That real Black music (nigga!)
The only singles that I'm dropping are the ones
Flapping at the band of your white
on my white boy shit, that's my birthright
Call my dick the shooting star (why?) cause it burns, right?
I fucked your first cousin with the didgeridoo
of Versailles with a queen by my side
In this hot girl summer, I'm just trying to find a wife
Visualizing from every island that's on Hawaii
With my team
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