Lyrics:
watchin' too much CSI
I'm not a crash dummy, so don't even try
To talk your dirty trash to me, no BFI
If you are not guilty of anythin', then why did you
voice is amazing but
Your career is getting raped by a (Free)Mason
That Shit Fucking Upsets Me cause they dont get me
Try bring them near me
Comin'
future
Stand your ground, we are ready to fight
We come dead in the night
As we claim our future
Shake it off
Get dirty and shake it off
Get a grip
better not be loud if you got it on
Them Jordans better not get dirty when I just bought 'em
Better not hear 'bout you humpin' on Keisha's daughter
better not be loud if you got it on
Them Jordans better not get dirty when I just bought 'em
Better not hear 'bout you humpin' on Keisha's daughter
into a six by eight steel cabinet
Flippin' weights readin' ancient tablets, back on the block nobody's havin it
Those who haven't learnt get returned
to the those cute, phat, tight, black jeans
Tell you girl you look so phat
I could tell by the way you stare at a playa
I'm a get ya number, Holla at you later
rides
Blasting All I need to get by
Did you know I sing like Tammi
In the night time
Macky these Marvins
Letting this little light of mine shine
Freaky
You better run
You better run
You better run
You better run
You better run cause these daemons are coming inside of my head
And you're not gonna want
the Devil
Boy I keep this iron by my hip, ain't no one bout to wrestle
Come get yo bitch, she tryna blow and slurp me like some soup
Bitch ain't no punchin',
steady
Til we
Break the levy
Hunnid gallons rain down on you, R. Kelly
Honey rubbers only
I got Chlamydia trauma
I mitigate Madonnas
And masturbate yo
Alaska skies
So for that it goes much deeper than these rhymes
Can't forget Quddus & Hannibal we gotta shine
We been down since before R. Kelly dropped
dong, he go ching chong
Like a samurai, he got the sword like Shling Shlong
He got that hump like Trump, bing bong
Call me R. Kelly, the way I got this
It's three am I done fucked up
Bumping R. Kelly and Usher
The plot thickens, but it's tough love, what
Phone going off
I wonder who could
That's what I
between our skills like Aaliyah and R. Kelly, real basement shit
Boom box on the pavement, man of class, you not getting a verse from me until the payment
have it
This aint Nola, trick, but I am from the dirty south
I like to get my dick licked n kiss on a dirty mouth
They say the devil work part time well
Baby, never will I, love another lady
Cause I loved you more than R. Kelly loved Sadie
Maybe I should leave instead of gettin upset
And on some "Why Me
acceptin applications
I like them facin forward chicks with the bar bellies
I pass them young hoes off to Mr. R. Kelly
Gimme a bad bitch, that can make
Feeling hot and extra flirty
Martini extra dirty
Excuse me I'm sorry
Yous a very fine shawty
You dancing kinda thotty
Get low get naughty
I wanna see get
Hip-Hop
Not R&B
But y'all piss me off like R. Kelly
So your telling me rapping ain't cool no more
Money made you rich but never have i seen skills so poor
on a
Jet-ski
Moving so flawless my verses are wavy
I'm finna
Gas you
Take all the smoke and y'all niggas be gasping
Went and got out my bag and got another one
the coconut
My feet is in the sand
Next flight are we going to
Korea or Japan
My delegation move with elegance
Don't get star struck
We circle around the world
Ou don't wanna stay by myself
I love you as you are I hope that i can get the same back
We all live the same song but ain't on the same track
Just
one fiend get a sample
Then he go and tell the rest and
That's how you lead by example
Excuses for leeches to ramble
I got a date with success and
Don't
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