Lyrics:
I'm tryna hop in a Benz
Another day a lotta rain outside
Ganja to brain keep the pain inside
Days go by all the same sometimes
I know it's bout
the drip on her dress,
I got Balmain jeans Ferragamo on my belt,
Don’t matter the cards, I win what’s dealt,
Whatever you need, baby I’m with it,
Like
without a beat, or a DJ (I don't need that, I don't need that)
Without a pen, pad, without a blunt, a fifth of E and J (I don't need that)
Without a doubt
hey
Solar event, you gon' need tint just to get glimpse of my shown rays
More than a wish, I'm moving diff, I reinvent on an off day
See 'em how he see
back toes up
They say I'm dynamite, watch the track blow up
Don't give a fuck about cash, clothes, or 4 trucks
I'd rather buy my mom a crib so big she
by Chris Blood and Julius J. Davis, Jr.
Intro: MAKE ME SHAKE, MAKE ME SHAKE, MAKE ME SHAKE
Verse 1
Ain’t bout no romance tonight
I don’t want no satin
by Chris Blood and Julius J. Davis, Jr.
Intro: MAKE ME SHAKE, MAKE ME SHAKE, MAKE ME SHAKE
Verse 1
Ain’t bout no romance tonight
I don’t want no satin
needs. The real mac
I'm calling Tom out for his cap to make him take a knee
Mop the floor with Dax, bring him janitorial slavery
Then pit Ray J against Ye
the pool
Few ho's on a Tuesday
Probably smoke a few j's
Never take a L for myself
Like Cool J
Ion sip hen
Bitch I sip Kool-aid
Gave y'all drip
Cause I
Stay open like 7/11 that's 24/7, when you need some hot shit
Stop by and get you a beverage, I'm servin'
My rhymes like nickels and dimes
Plug it
Stay open like 7/11 that's 24/7, when you need some hot shit
Stop by and get you a beverage, I'm servin'
My rhymes like nickels and dimes
Plug it
probably ever heard of me
Couldn't understand what I mean by ill
Unless you try to translate what I print to film
This is the line of will, the circle
(workin' a fool, Dun Deal on the track)
I'm grippin' my tool (grippin')
Right when I dropped out of school (woo, woo)
And my dawg gon' shoot (baow, baow)
greatness, man
You already know
You sparking up
You better spark something up on this track
Hey, boy, that's what I do
Come on, now
Let's get it
Yeah, Its Blk
at the calendar
Designated driver
But I'm sittin' in the passenger
Stackin' up our bread
We just watch the numbers addin' up
I ain't gon' front, we gone
Need
What you mean get one call
I'm running outta time and my time means money
So you know I need to make my call
I need to phone home cause it's getting
what's going on in the free world
Broke out the asylum and killed a girl
Just to warm you, just to get it on
'Cause I'm gonna be cutting throats till
(uh)
No substance, just small talk
Now why you're feelin' on that girl's behind
You got a sleazy, one track mind
Workin' your back until you think
(uh)
No substance, just small talk
Now why you're feelin' on that girl's behind
You got a sleazy, one track mind
Workin' your back until you think
I threw off my dollar cuffs, you know what I mean
Got a bread crust, I don't need that cream
Got a fat beat, it is no cream it is pure butter
Perfect
to get out
These voices whispering
They gotta shout
Voices whispering
I don't believe in doubts
J
Jah Jah Jah J
B
Bah Bah Bah B
C
Suh Suh Suh C
What do I
I can take the pain
And in the arid desert in the midst of the sun's rays
Imma bring the rain
Yeah
Imma bring the rain
Yeah
Imma bring the rain
Yeah
Captured by the moon's rays
Cannot stop looking
And why would we ever need to
Astounded by the mountains
With a birds-eye view
Time is unraveling
So slowly
Tou smashed in the face by the vase of Cool J
I'm--[scratches]
I'm a beast on the microphone, a night stalker
A killing machine, a savage street
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