Lyrics:
Fuck every girl 'cause I ain't got a type
You just on the hype, you shit on the mic
When I'm on the mic, I still pedal by on a pedal bike
Never slow
has just started now bring me the wine
Ring the bell and let all the people enjoy
Until the night will be killed by the day
I will be standing
your face.
I rap so hard, you can't stop me.
My last album sold a million copies.
Me and the maestro, laying the beat.
DJ scratches from my homeboy
piece till I cum in her mug
I'm trying to leave and she giving me hell
Told her bend over, I'ma crack that ass like the Liberty Bell
Now I'm on my way
to jam) oh yeah
I was at the crib, sittin' by the fireplace
Drinkin' cocoa on the bear skin rug
Door bell rang, who could it be?
Thought to myself
performed two songs and most hate it
I'm despised by the heavens, my tombstone is post-dated
I told flex he had to wait to get my album, but I guess he
damn, you don't even let me answer your cell
I mean damn, why I still got to ring the bell?
I find girl phone numbers and you say they your mans
When
I'm impossible she's exciting
Bound together with joined up writing
In the church
I heard a bell ring
In a bar
I heard a girl sing
She sings
an illusion
But I might as well try, might as well try
She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes
And I knew without asking she was into
Now the leaves are blowin'
Down the avenue
And the bells are ringing
The love that I found in you
All around the city
Before the winter snow
right
Come on, boys, whoo
This is so weird having my dad on a song right now
Considering he's 50
Uh, 47
I think he's gonna make a comeback album
(yes)
It's like that man, it's like that (yes)
Check it
I'm not your average MC with the Joe Schmoe flow
If you don't know me by now, you'll never
on an album drop
My eyes is open and I'm looking at my whole day
Reco'gnizing all the places I'ma get paid
Out the shower, dress finished in half a second
(Ha ha haha) the way I been on fire lately
I can ignite a forest (Hah)
I didn't read the contracts
I was blinded by loyalty
Thought we was equal
Whole
working really hard on this album
I guess I’m stressed, man I’m sorry
I would give anything, girl I’m sorry
I’ll begin working, no more parties
Uh, living
She caught the ball
By the mission bell
Chase lizards bark at donkeys
The love of a martian
Let's bow our heads
And let the trumpets blow
Drop it low let me see you shake that thing down to the floor
Lose control girl i love it when you twisting on that pole
Make a Asian girl shake it
Couldnt get saved with 3 hell Mary's even worse if your title was Pope, Dope
Poison flow no bell and biv
Bet ya girl gonna love me like Roni Devoe
Been told
puff puff dib I need to live please pass that
as we zone shoot a jewel in baby girl dome
It's a crazy world let me drop you home let's go
by the way
tuned into Blue
"Maybe Amsterdam or Rome"
Awakened by a stewardess,
With Spain somewhere below.
On the threshold of adventure,
God I do love this
the bell
A rockin' on the mike while the fly girls yell
In ecstasy in the back of me
Well that's my DJ Deshay cuttin' all them Z's
Hittin' hard
and I mean what I mean
Press you niggas like hair and jeans
Your girl got me on replay like she's a fiend
Call me MLK cause I got a dream
I'm blessed
Words and Music by Alan Jay Lerner and Frederick Loewe
from the Broadway musical "My Fair Lady"
I'm gettin' married in the morning
I was just in Las Vegas not
Long ago i like being
Out there i got in trouble i was in Las Vegas
I went in a strip club
And a girl got mad at me
.jpg/300px-One_More_Girl_2014_(2).jpg "One More Girl")
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