Lyrics:
I'm rude and I'm Arrogant like Granny
Ain't raise ya boy up With No manner Manish
Didn't Know That was your Chick
But it Really Don't Matter when
Pac
Biggie
Even the Dixie chicks
Self conscious
Even more pressure being black an
That's why they scared thought
They could steal the land
Claim
you heard and it's fuck what you thank
Move it along you crowding my space
Maryland I'm callin it Runnin it thanks
I want like all of it none of it
a good time is
Die ouens smaak koppel menie Khoi Meire
Dis of
N Boesman Barbie
N Phatty Boom Boom
Pasop vir n YOMA
Djy sien
N Hip Hop Chick
Men a Khoi
of space, nog 'n and Union bier, nog fokol om te wys
Sandwich by Superep, wyn by Power and Glory
Meestal by die bar want ons lewens is te boring
Nog 'n klein
you wildin' out with bitch
Respect is owed plus I fucked a Wild 'N
Out chick the first episode
So I ain't gotta play no extra role
Cause I done won over
op m'n gezin
En wat m'n zoon is
Zeg je mattie hoe het zit
Wie die ouwe van je is
Als ze vragen wie het in Madame Tussauds is
Yes track 3, produced by
bling bling'n
Either haven't heard the album or they don't know English
They only know what the single is, and singled that out
To be the meaning
vir die moffies met guns
En kom soek Parow by die bar as jy lus is vir 'n man
Eksie, eksie ou, eksie ou
Eksie, eksie ou, eksie ou (Hallo)
Eksie, eksie
The headphones is on fire dis time around
Styles
Blood pressure
Y'all just bear wit' me
Yo, last time I'm a tell these n****s, man
Can't f***
an album n say fuck a Tour.
Like when we bombed the towers so they can take us to war
Like when America had to wake and raise up the torch
Becoming hungry
the bullet ya just gotta pull it
It's a crazy world that we're living up in
How the fuck does a chick have balls n dick
I dunno what's going on these days
But
furnace they turn to ash
Where's the concepts it's like artists forgot its definition
Whole album is a single but they still get recognition
My s**t is
bling bling'n
Either haven't heard the album or they don't know English
They only know what the single is, and singled that out
To be the meaning
Swimmin' in the money come and find me, Nemo
If I was at the club you know I balled, chemo
Dropped the mixtape, that shit sounded like an album
Who'd have
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
the band flop
Presidential Grand gotcha chick giving hand jobs
Raised off Bush and Reagan where n****s had jobs
Pops was the head of the house dem n****s had
my dirty Jesse James
The CEO of dirty and he go by Cornell Haynes
Mean-mugging all you niggas like I hopped up out your dame
I'm like uh-oh, there
when they pass by
Get mad that I get green, you dealing with the Hulk
I put my anger in the music, nigga this is the result
Did a hundred thousand
I trust that everyone is enjoying the music
As the title of the album suggests
This was meant for your listening pleasure
While you are being done
tour bus
I make 'em ugly
Where my Paracetamol and Anadin and a crystal ball for my n-n-n-nig Labrinth
Kano, come in
Said I been gone for a hot
They
'boutta hit this muhfuckin' album
(Oh oh-Oh, yeah yeah yeah yeah, whoa)
Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah
I done seen a lot of things, yeah yeah
Nowadays, sit
n from spurs are
The gunners in my team
Birds tweet chatting shit and never follow up
Fuck them I got more cash than followers
My teams tight I don’t
straight to Coachella
Everything that I drop, man, it turn to platinum Come to think of it, I don't gotta drop a album
I told a young n***a, just listen,
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