Lyrics:
Ayo real talk, 6ix
As soon as you played me this joint I already knew
Yo this some fucking, Last Call shit
And it got me hella excited 'cause I
She's dear to me I call her Bambi
Now would you ever let go or would you grab me
Mum you settle my mind you're never Anti
And I love you too much
my name that's on that Jag
So remove your bags; let me call you a cab
Standing in the front yard tellin' me how I'm such a fool
Talkin' 'bout
How
I'm a Monday night football, Friday night pool hall guy
I ain't never been one to let a good time pass me by
You're standin' there statin' you're
sons and I teach 'em a lesson
I. Woah
I give em lecture
I hope that they listen
I serve it so good with that salt and that pepper
Im chef baby call me
at the mall with your mom looking all flashy
Poppin' out of a taxi, met eyes when you passed me
Been inside of my head all day
What can I say?
All I can do
a voicemail
Like "Yo Hannah, it's Les' can you call me back?
I wanna talk about the baby, you, me, Jason, all of that
I've been feeling like I need to get my
It's just the start
Of everything if you want
A new love
In New York
Yesterday gave me a call
Stressing out about it all
You said the world is
like your own babies.
I tried the bob and weave, she caught me by the sleeve.
And told the pap a few things that you would not believe.
She want
I’ve never been this stoned
Somebody hurry up and call me a taxi
I don’t know the number off by heart and I’m too drunk to use my phone
I’ve cracked all
rhyme is a punch
But I could beat him with bitch smacks
Alright look man you called me an immigrant
Pfft you wanna call me a Arab?
Talk shit about that
the wall
But I'm ready, never fall
They call this hip hop
[B.O.B.:]
It's the game that pays me
But somehow lately the game's been crazy
Ya I'm an 80's baby
my name that's on that Jag
Go move your bags, let me call you a cab
Standing in the front yard
Telling me how I'm such a fool
Talkin' 'bout how
disguise
Everybody gettin' money, we just gettin' by
When she come over, she ride it like Enterprise
On top of me, that's her favorite exercise
Runnin' out
trash and we might shoot
You happy we make it blue
I buy all designer shoes
It’s not for you a preview
Look at my designer clothes
Might as well call me
to the mob John Gotti, rap dudes bitin' me cause
I got it locked like the late Bob Marley
Pardon me y'all, the great Bob Marley
Solemnly we mourn, all
to the mob John Gotti, rap dudes bitin' me cause
I got it locked like the late Bob Marley
Pardon me y'all, the great Bob Marley
Solemnly we mourn, all
me?"
"Who's gonna know how these side effects is gonna affect me?"
Who knew I would grow to meet presidents that respect me?
If Starbucks is bought by
No buses
No trains
Fifty quid in a taxi
And the taxi driver's got some good Christmas banter for me
I smile politely
It's raining not snowing
call me crazy, people call me sneak
Just because I'm nasty, they call me a freak, hehe
I am coming over, to your house tonight
I promise to you baby,
guitar shaped pool,
No more reporters at my beck and call,
No more cocaine, it's only ground chalk,
And no more taxi's now we have to walk
But didn't
gon betray me
Was handpicked by God yea I feel like a daisy
My name is exclusive, you can call me DeLacey
I'm still nothing special, it's God that I'm
that
Niggas are asking who is that
I saw her in a taxi
She texted I'm feeling fancy
I'm gonna get this Garammy shes saying call me daddy
Back seat yeah
mother fucking Gatsby
Life is a bitch, I'll fuck her in the backseat
Hotbox the Caddy, keep it classy
Send her home in a taxi
Rap and more wraps getting
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