Lyrics:
and it takes me away
Sung by country people and you feel what they say
Like George and Tammy who chill you to the bone
And Loretta Lynn who sings me back
said she likes my car
I said take a ride
So we flipped up the doors on the Contach
But gettin' in a Lamborgini is hard
So I grabbed baby girl by
me
We've come a long way since H.O.C. (watch)
I live by the beat, I die by the beat, since 1990, I (I)
Live by the beat, I die by the beat, like
music's best
I cruise for the press like
Who's gonna make an album this good?
Daddy, yes
He's the best and it's two six now
Still no one's testin', most
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
Come and make it Wayne down on me
(I like that)
I'm calling you daddy, daddy (and that's Shanell by the way)
Can you be my daddy, daddy? (Young
They call Moma Rita and my Daddy Jack,my little baby
brother on the floor that's Mac,Rhett and Lynn are the
family twins,big brother Eddie's
'em if I get 'em in a diss first
'Cause I'ma make a motherfucker hot if I diss you in this verse
Nah, it's feeling like you niggas just cursed
You
of they own rope to hang 'em with
The paparazzi never really got what my angle is
They treat my married life like some type of entanglement
My neighbor
Just keeps reminding us of the struggles
They start pulling up pictures
Of us getting hit
By dogs and firehoses and all that
You know like, my daughter
always fun
When it comes to nuts, I bust'em one by one
So what's the 4-1-1 hun
CHORUS
[Mary J. Blige]
Yeah nigga, what makes you better than the next
in a spliff
I be laughing to myself like, "It is what it is"
'Cause now I'm focused on myself, stacking money on my shelf
Working on my mental health,
to the VIP Right now)
I I I love her freaky ass
Girl you working with some ass yeah
You bad yeah
Make a Nigga spend his cash yeah, the whole bag yeah
I like my
the king bow down
And next time you get a cut
Make the barber trim the eyebrows down
My fans like, "Cass' you the best"
Damn right I was battling before
daddy Jack
My little baby brother on the floor that's Mac
Red and Lynn are the family twins big brother Ed's on the bayou fishin'
On the river float
a coke head if it's financed by the Koch brothers
Turn a pussy-ass nigga to a sweeter diva
Do a pap smear, give em a disease as unique as Zika
Pardon my
do without
'em the day that I met Tony-
Yo, yo yo yo yo! Back to RUN!
I set up, like
All my recording stuff and my instruments
In my living room
They call Moma Rita and my Daddy Jack,
My little baby brother on the floor that's Mac,
Rhett and Lynn are the family twins,
Big brother Eddie's
'I'll be there' like my name was Michael Jackson
I find more skies to make money than Delta
I guts niggas like a fish and murder em up like helter
grandmomma den
O.D. you won't see me again might go out like i'm Sarah Lynn
Stabbed my back like Jamie Lynn pull over might not rap again,
Dropping back
a mans voice
Whenever u cal my people u
Gon get to voicemail
When it urgent I am sorry try another plan
I make her uncomfortable like her
1st tym
you for fun
Your daddy got robbed by Top, you Stunna and Wayne, like father, like son
Anthony set up the plays, Kojo be chargin' you double for
music's best
I cruise for the press like
Who's gonna make an album this good?
Daddy, yes
He's the best and it's two six now
Still no one's testin', most
Poppa's gone turn em into money They call
Moma Rita and my Daddy Jack,
my little baby brother on the floor that's Mac,
Rhett and Lynn are the family twins,
.jpg/200px-Loretta_Lynn_SXSW_2016_-8842_(33197871691).jpg "Loretta Lynn")
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