Lyrics:
You'd be surprised by all my patience
Don't subscribe to medication
I'm prescribed on meditation
Mr. Krabs y'all imitation
Bust inside no invitation
Oooh
Issa code
Back up all your bro’s
Got to do the most
I ain’t sold on you basic hoes
You ain’t got no goals, bout the green
Like I’m mr clean,
Im just trying to get it right
Before the board decide to take my life
I enjoy it live it by the night
That's yo hoe I take it give pipe
Shadow dances
know, happiness for my people is just waking up in the morning
We happy for that
You know, we happy when we see our kids come back in safe
You know what
I'll give you my jacket
When we walk in the rain
I'll bring you flowers
If you're feeling in pain
Oh, all I need
Is your love by me
I need your love
of your life is goin' up, it ain't inflation
Incrimination, they got my picture at the station
Elimination, state to state we eatin' by this nation
Them
(yeah)
When he dead, I'll be first to put my dick on his Mrs. (Yeah)
Boppin' weaves like Mike Tyson when she tryna give kisses (weave)
My bitch pussy so
booties and makin em bounce
To OOH LA LA, tryin to get deep in they panties
Is the MACK PAPA, change up,
I'm the one to come undone and get all sprung
kisses on your back
You like that, Mrs. X, reputation intact
Nobody in my block know we're like down like that
And the next flat, one down from where I
up, check it
I said I live by the beat, I die by the beat, since 1990 ah
I live by the beat, I die by the beat, like MPC Akai
Who I name William
So real, I
Said fuck the suite, get the villa
More McQueen chilled up
Now I'm smokin' making 'em uncomfortable
But when we step in the buildin'
a opponent they know Ima shoot yea
I'm in the loop yea
She give me head I blow her back then give her the boot yea
I run down like Biggie Smalls gimme the loot
Written by Tommy Shaw, Jack Blades, Ted Nugent
Ooooh ya got busted
On a midnight ride
And now ya want justice
Well, just step inside
He's
the benefits, don't let Mr. Rabinuwitz
sell you something with a sing, to get blissed
Leave the rock to the Nazis, excel in Yahtzee
Be a bookworm, not a bookend,
drops and you're bound to pay
Gotta stay the course
You just wanna get, you don't wanna give
You may forget, but you'll never forgive
And what is
(My son cold with this shit)
Mr. channel 4 news me a nigga
She pull up on me cause she wanna count blues with a nigga
My niggas so gangster homie, We
lesson (hype is as hype does!)
I'm cheerful expressing jump up
If it ain't loud enough, then signal Soundman for a pump up
Make sure He get your message
I’m in my zone you better take a picture
I’m by myself you better keep up with her
I get some charming when I’m by myself, I get so charming when I’m
the prinup's been requested
Gotta get the clean-up team and tell em, she has been arrested
Shit's lookin' like if Mr. Bean invested then reinvested
Yeah, I'm
help don’t need favours
Verse
Mr. Finesse
Hated on me watch me flex
Looking my best
Straight to the top ain't no rest
Im up for the test if they
Look
Fighting demons
Pray to Jesus
I get into heavens gates
I know people that be scheming
Just watch me here as I lay
I can give you different
Give her a kiss for me, her second son
Get your mind right, baby, or get your shit together
You gon' be hot a little while, I'ma be rich forever
Girl
a hunnit stones (yeeaint rich)
Lil bitch lil bitch get out my flex zone (that's right)
Yeeaint rollin up that OG Kush by the O (by the O by the O by the O)
They gave me medication
And say it's my last warning
But all I need to be myself is you
And get fucked up so bad
Can I, can I have that
Baby all I
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