Lyrics:
'Sup with all these wack niggas, man?
Telling me about hits and shit
They don't even know the meaning of no hit
Yo, beyond regular, this LA
get it while these haters just talk
(Still breaking boys off, hmm) Gotta do it for the north
Gotta do it for my hustlers in the south
(Still breaking
good, baby girl, you look good
Pull up on her, yeah, I'm D&D
Invited me over, then let it be
Don't even know why she do these things
Blew her mind, no
rakin' in the dough by the heap
(Get the cash) C-Cypher-Punks can't 'pete
(Buck his ass) The last that you heard
Of your Jeep as you sleep
I buy it off my
call ya Maybelline
(Hey, how ya doin'?)
Rock my world, if looks could kill, you knock me off my feet
(Hey, how ya doin'?)
Can you feel 'em
Green get a fix
Blast off
Take off
Blow it up
Yeah baby
Deep south boom bap by DJ Green
Let's go crazy we bout to
Blast off
Take off
Blow it up
Yeah
yellin' shit
Then you complain about the things that Helen get
Leave me and get the same treatment a felon get
[Chorus:]
Uh, yo
Yo I'm the type
dollars like the whole day
Can't get nada from a hoe, thanks
Chains ain't shining like me, no shade
Knock me off my saddle, I'm like no way
Northern lights
can invest off
12 step optical illusion obstacle course
Got my foot on the gas
Ain't Gon let off
Sitting by the dock
Watching bay like I'm Hasslehoff
finna stop
Break 'em off with what I'm saying, Helen Keller when I talk, oh God!
Yeah, I'm steady thanking God for the day
And I ain't moved by what they
breaking if off) You know we breaking it off, let's go
(So come and get it down for me baby) Put it down now
(And make it hot 'til they take it off
fucking filthy
You wanna kill the ghost, but you can hardly feel me
I'ma get renovations I need a bigger ceiling
When I peep the drums, I get a killer
it off
(No they are saying you cannot do it)
Take that shit off, lipstick and all girl
(Well let's talk about the album) Get naked baby damn ha ha
it off
(No they are saying you cannot do it)
Take that shit off, lipstick and all girl
(Well let's talk about the album) Get naked baby damn ha ha
to show yall forreal
I make a fat nigga float like he smelled a good meal
I keep askin for the pills, she keep beggin me to chill
We get high til we fall I
, like you did before.
Said come on baby you think I'm so blind
I see what you're doing behind my back all the time
I get suspicious when you call me
of lyrics I spit will never fail you
Battle you online
Type a letter forward it then email you
Take you off the track and de rail you
Get the hell out my face
A forty ounce for breakfast gets a brother through the day
I guess I shoulda had a V8 instead; anyway
Let me contemplate my thought something
couldn't see me if my vitiligo was neon
Nose in the air, staring at the planet that He on
Scapped you off my balls with my paws, y'all be gone
cheese
So let's talk about Swizz (Swiss)
No, let's not make up a whole bunch
Of lies to get by Cass'
No he didn't sign you over me
Let's not lie Cass'
When
Baby, what you chasing?
I see your life it's looking vacant
You're stacking paper like the lottery
No time for fun, yeah no vacation.
Excuse me miss,
shorties all up on me
What you want, mami? Just wearin' Crombie
Helen of Troy, that's my baby
Stickin' up for my old lady
4-matic on a Mercedes
Got no
I'm waiting for an audience with you
And all the wrestlers you've employed
And all the boys with whom you toyed
You tell me please don't get
me go off, off, off
Pass me the ball, watch me go off
Watch me go off, watch me go off, off, off
Mula baby
Shoutout my little brother J.R, yeah
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