Lyrics:
to say hi
Standin' there like a mime and let the chance pass by
Back of my mind, "He could change your life
With all these beats I did, at least let him
a jacket
Some would say
The pick is tasteful (Muah)
Enough to suck me
Like I'm bit (Muah)
Venomous
But I beg please
Don't spit
It's Mansa Baby
Look
to ball like the pros
Damn
I'm just letting y'all know, What you already know
I ain't no regular Joe
I plan to ball like the pros
I love what I do
I love
no sucker slip behind me
Put the fools in check, so jack, don't even try me
Feelin like a villain cause I'm illin
And as I'm killin I'm chillin
Cause TerryO very cold when preparing flows
Me plus beat equals verse burial
With every gem dropped I'm sharing gold
Like Glass Joe up against Iron Mike
Brothers respect me like sheba, they label me the, street diva
Mama mia skilled with the heater
My dumb hoe beaters, my right and left
Got them gum poppin',
bet this album fresh"
Premier was dressed like King, Guru was Malcolm X
In the video for "Who's Gonna Take The Weight?"
I came from the same place, I
bet this album fresh"
Premier was dressed like King, Guru was Malcolm X
In the video for "Who's Gonna Take The Weight?"
I came from the same place, I
won't be pushy
Just make me change your mind, so I can lick your pussy
(Eat the pussy)
A JuJu like to (Eat the pussy)
My man Rob like
with me like Dewayne Johnson
Came back splashin on these Niggas like klay Thompson
She gave me top I can't feel my legs like Joe Swanson
Glockman
'cause I'm coming, it's my album
And for the record, meaning my record, check it
Listen to the single and you'll be like, yo, I gotta get it
But in
a pack of fleas
Can I get me a freezy please
These H-Town freaks be a hundred degrees
It felt like a dream, sittin' on the lot at Dairy Queen
Very
madness?
Is it madness?
Is it madness?
Or is it madness?
Ripping every track that I'm rapping
Like greatness is what we demanding
But I never abide by no
a security threat
I'm only mad because your mother hasn't heard of me yet
We're playing chess by the doorway
Cousins out from Norway
And it's riveting to some
to our casino, 'cause you and me know
Hundred percent like a c-note
Lookin' for a bitch that's half-black and Filipino
And when I meet her I'ma offer
glasses - I propose a toast!
This could by me
Masterpiece, my last release
Good times pass, life is rather brief
So please: allow me to take a victory lap!
a Lincoln on hold
OG by the O, shit my mans and 'dem grow
On the low he blend in think he regular joe
He the plug
Pump so much bass I need another sub
Ask
to the sto'
He wanted me to roll with his homie named Joe
Smart baller, by the way, who drove a raggedy Pinto
That's when I knew right then and there
I had
Swanz tak pernah miss
I go by the name of Swanz
How the heck I made this far
I just wanna make this fun
Drop like I hit and run
I go by the name
Wait two secs, let me spark this zoot
My niggas, they don't talk, they shoot
Roll up slow, then I park that coupe
And the game got fucked by
to put dick in your face
You don't want me to talk like that
You ever got fucked in a Maybach?
You ever got buck in the back of the 'llac?
Roof gone, top
Shawty looking like firefighter
Isabella
Me adore ya Sexy looking ria
Na you dey gimme ginger give me signal
Tune in to your station through
don't hit me up first, man
Ya'll must got me confuse I take niggaz by two I break niggaz in two, man
Ya'll fake niggaz is thru I hear ya album is poo
I'm not really worried bout no algorithm
Only wave that I'm on is my album rhythm
Looking to the sky saying Abba fill em
Show me where to go
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