Lyrics:
Who me be? M-i-x L-O-T, man
Glass ceiling that's the drugs we doin'
Ain't no limits here baby, here it come
Do you remember me?
The black seed with
From all the blocks that I'm from
One-twelve street, 7th Avenue, New York, Uptown,u know what I'm sayin'?
183rd and Walt, my block, that's right
122nd
had ample time
Baby, I'm the hottest on wax
In a candle shop (You-ou-ou)
Shawty, I done learned how to fight
Then forgot how to act ()
How they deterred
me Baby Hov, I control the rock
If the raps slow, I control the block
Yeah, I'm really it, and you niggas not
Got a couple coupes, I can drop
By the time I did, heard that you had a kid
By some nigga in Decatur
Who replied, "See you later", when he got the good news, that's life shit
Now,
~Static~ "Quik you're not a gangster we're not" ~Static~
Some believe in love and some believe in friends
But niggaz like me believe in
friends
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
Do you believe in me? Are you deceiving me?
Could I let you down easily, is your heart where it need
up my mind
Tell me you love me
Then you gone ghost me baby
There you go wasting my time
I cant look alive
I just be sipping
My heart in a cup and I
Got a new whip, new house, got a new zip code
Watch the stroll, little Ace
A soldier that was born to roll
I love God and you know I got
like the RZA, like Nas, like Jay
'Cause I mastered the flow from back in the day
Respected by my peers from Drizzy to Cole to Kenny
Thank you for
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
You got the kid onna' tour
I'm upset set set set
Whole new tec tec tec
Cops that came to the door
Shit what's next next next
This ain't nothing for
killed"
Tell me what you do for love, loyalty, and passion of
All the memories collected, moments you could never touch
I wait in front a niggas spot
You can call this my new shit, but it ain't new though
I got rid of my old bitch, now I got new hoes
First it was the Benzo, now I'm in the Enzo
When I twist her in the Gold sedan
Like I'm Goldie man, you're bitch chose me man
Jigga man, iceberg with the frozen hands
Wedding bands don't make it
(Brand New) x5
I don't like it unless it's (brand new)
You might see me in my (brand new) whip
With my (brand new) bitch, pumpin' my (brand new
(Brand new)
I don't like it unless it's (brand new)
You might see me in my (brand new) whip
With my (brand new) bitch, pumpin' my (brand new
selling pieces of moon
And if you love him better get him before he be on the news
Trina turn up Trina Trina turn up
I got this pistol in my pants she tryna
they see me dance
It kinda feels like a power shift
Black boys and girls growing up with a new dynamic, a new gist
See you best believe lil baby, baby we
eating shrimps, locing with some real pimps (yeah).
So peep game, best believe I love my peeps
that's why I make the type of music you can pump in your
You can call this my new shit, but it ain't new though
I got rid of my old bitch, now I got new hoes
First it was the Benzo, now I'm in the Enzo
Y'all can't get with the Mix-A-Lot show
The man you love to hate ain't phased by the fakes
If you want to playa hate
Eat a big 'ole snake
It's
beginning to end
And then when I'm finished, you better believe
That in the end each and every guy and gal'll see
That I'm way too much for some Eminem clones
one and only baby, woah
Birds flying high you know how I feel
Sun in the sky you know how I feel
Breeze drifting on by, you know how I feel
It's a new
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