Lyrics:
Open up the door and then I'll follow through
Eyes glued on the floor I feel myself undo
It's like I've never seen something more to you
Like I've
chef believe I'mma beat those cakes
Happy
Na I ain't happy dog
I ain't happy
That's why I'm rapping y'all
Happy
It's something that you must fake
I ain't
to cry on.
Took her out back started Stroking in the car And Beat it up like Tyson.
You say you don’t like my song?
Is it because your jealous
lease
Then ima move them keys
By any means ima eat
Shit on you like some geese
My wrist look like pee
No wonder why these niggas mad at me
Bad bitch count
a hungry man,
If you don't wanna join him, you got to beat him.
I ain't sayin' I beat the devil, but I drank his beer for nothing.
Then I stole his song.
if it made you cold
But you can't let it beat you
Done some shiesty shit well baby me too
Got me hoping by the time this reach you
Your head high
talk about? (Shit)
You a bitch, we ain't got nothing to talk about
Shaking like a stripper, put that mac chicken up in his mouth
Skippa Da Flippa, he
Eyes locked, the world stood still,
You're a note in this symphony, a melody to thrill.
Heart beats in rhythm, like silver threads unfold,
Love
Repeat and
Grow my money longer than a Coupe DeVille ah
I'm a maniac
Major brainiac
Stringing lines together constellations in the zodiac
Bring that beat
her and you know I need you in my life
Early in the morning waking up to the beat
Its a good ol day got a kiss on my cheek
Feel like a boss so I
her and you know I need you in my life
Early in the morning waking up to the beat
Its a good ol day got a kiss on my cheek
Feel like a boss so I
her and you know I need you in my life
Early in the morning waking up to the beat
Its a good ol day got a kiss on my cheek
Feel like a boss so I
her and you know I need you in my life
Early in the morning waking up to the beat
Its a good ol day got a kiss on my cheek
Feel like a boss so I
I guess we all got stole on
By some of the same cats
That sold ya soul out
Dj lord
Being that beat back
And that's not a possibility cause
You big plastic girl
I'mma big boss man
I like old model cars and big sedans
You like two doors
Frontin' their
This place smells like shit
It was them
I'm out of here
Back away
Oh you guys blew it
Well that's too bad but we ain't mad
No I thought we got something
on like three empty Coronas
A pair of blue jeans on the carpet, size twelve Timberlands
Something swinging on the ceiling fan, I stopped it
Swinging
here, I stole the show
They gon talk about me after like who the GOAT
It took me long enough to make it so now you know
Baby said she want the greatest,
Never met anyone like you
And you know that I feel it too
But I'm just scared of something new
This heart beat's tricking me into wanting to fall in
dreams
Cause at this time it was so hard to believe
He opened up his laptop like right away and googled how to make beats
He stole this software that he
to teach
Many of you are educated open your mouth and speak
A Cypress Hill soldier, is something like a total renegade
Except I don't steal I rhyme to get
like I'm Melly
Wrap it up tight, you can't smell it
Big gas on me, unleaded
Bitch I got sauce, spaghetti
They stole my whole style, need credit
shit funky like I'm waka flocka flame
You niggas know the saying if you sleep then you're beat
That's why a nigga move like I have some wings up on my
shit funky like I’m waka flocka flame
You niggas know the saying if you sleep then you’re beat
That’s why a nigga move like I have some wings up on my
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