Lyrics:
Back by poular deman, it's magic
Dedicated (yeah)
When Carlito was dying
He see the shadow of his girl dancing with the baby
Like fuck it,
the thing to make the things worse Baby I should think first
‘For I make the things worse
My name is Trev
And this is an album by me It’s called RUMTLOVE
Ain't the type to back down
Laughing to the bank now
I was never class clown
He just got a bag how
Heard he breaking bags down
Ain't the type to back down
don't the smoke nigga prolly wanna reconsider
But Im coming nigga catch me creeping like a caterpillar
Back up big stepper watch ya feet nigga
Pop em
like gary vee
I did a ad for shea mousture
Now all of the older bitches wanna’ marry me
Hit from the back and that shit be so fat
It be clapping
Remind
lie, I'll put my right hand on the Bible
And tell the world that me and Berner got a strain of the cookie
That shit is just simply undeniable
It'll
by my face
[Chorus: Mystikal]
Somebody said that you were lookin' for me
Somebody said that you were lookin' for me
Somebody said that you were
The way they used it all up and didn't pay the man
And after two platinum albums, you call me weak
Cause I don't sell records in the East
Now what's
Till I give her back cause I been waitin
Hallelujah
Hardly knew ya
All that ass she got gone make me plan our future
No cap in that
Shorty askin where
Stayed down for so long it's only right a nigga win dog
I told em put me in the game coach and watch me handle it like I'm Chris Paul
Ayye the pack
can tell by my cologne
I be goin thru alot got me drinkin this patron
But ima keep goin hard until they carve my name in stone
Gang facts
I did my dirt
Streets condonin it, Back on the Block, Quincy Jonesin it
Prada, get publishing, what? I'm owning it huh
You feel me now? You get the point?
Heather be
not a lotta things
That impress me but this album definitely took me by the balls
And said look here, this sure is something serious
Futuristic, he
like yesterday I was lost
With no fucking plan drop another album
Now I'm counting up a couple grand
That shit wild, you ask me how I'm living
Back when
an album about the Revolutionary War
And how I'd never listen to The Swirlies
And how you thought it was neato
That we almost met Chris Candido
Either I'm
I don’t wanna talk to you, shh
Cause who you even talking to, aye
Like are you gonna make a move, move
Only something I can do, aye
Only coming at me
album
Hoping Chris gonna see me pull my fucking cringle
I'm driving the boat
And I don't have no time to deal with Scrooge
Like this ain't no Noah's ark
a nigga by surprise, I was astounded
He a real cool dude but why he call me clownin'?
You say'n you don't know bout it? Know bout what?
Atlantic
gonna slow me down?
Look, it's over clown
I got the skippiest flows in town
Plus, them niggas can't fuck with my wordplay
I switch it back, DJ bring it
slick shoes are hurting me
Everywhere on my feet
You can come in and order a bunch of things
You want this and that
You really pulling me by a string
Rollin' hydro sippin' on Chris
When I was broke I would dream about this
Get my back rubbed in a big bath tub
I don't know her name but she's showin mad
and hit the cabbage patch
Feeling like Fat Sacks
Personal lottery lil baby stand back
Like Dre three stacks told em
"Turn me up, don't turn me down"
Look,
Quarantined in the studio
All I do is grind
Yea
Wake up and get to it
Can’t fuck you
You Judas
stab me in the back
For some Ruth Chris
So In the end
[Swizz beatz]
Let's get it started, get it started
Let's keep it started, keep it started
Yeah, yeah, violator the album
Go, go, go!!
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