Lyrics:
Everything is chill when you pass an exam"
I'm boutta tell this story for my family, Milli and Spenny, Vanessa, Percy, Mom and Dad, cause I know they'd only
you not in the tower of song
Now you can say that I've grown bitter but of this you may be sure
The rich have got their channels in the bedrooms
I swear this feels it's meant to be
Tell me are you meant for me
I swear this feels like destiny
We were destined to meet
Hi my name Vanessa Clayton
Go Go
Go Go
I hear all these niggas talking all this P shit
Niggas ain't no P
I'm a real P I M P nigga
Like come put it in my pocket bitch
Never been
Yeah
Yeah
I just want you to know
Oh
Yeah
Yeah
Put my shit on dnd
Bitch I'm a player I don’t be the hubby
Real smooth like I don’t have a worry
the tower of song
Now you can say that I've grown bitter but of this you may be sure
The rich have got their channels in the bedrooms of the poor
don't--I don't know how to explain this to you
The best I can tell you is what my mother told me as I was coming up
She used to say, "Son, chances go
Find another crew of niggas that can fuck with this
Lyrical bully given verbal bruises to crews fool
You must be on dick dope and dynamite
How you
Only one team will be able to
Destroy them, an even greater team
A super powered force
Yes, a veritable army of the
Most deadly villains alive
And by
up in Georgia
Drop his body by the levees, he can't hold no water (nope)
Catch that slaughter, shots leave his dreads weak Dwayne Carter (Wayne)
Uptown
I open my eyes
And now all I wanna see
Is a sky full of lighters
A sky full of lighters
By the time you hear this I'll probably already be outtie
I
eye her breasts
Stop thinking that you can bag
Don't host, just Johnny Test
Course this is only done in a team effort
You wouldn't have done it
baby)
I be so (I be so) paranoid (paranoid)
I hear these niggas tryin' to fuck with me
But, real shit, I know I got enemies
I can't let them niggas
with a lot of practice
On black boys jimmies and white boys cactus
Sorry sorry sir, but I gotta be brief
A lotta niggas like bustin' nuts in her teeth
tonight) I'm comin' over
You need that real type of love (oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah)
That can't be duplicated (I wanna serve you up)
Your body needs to be
a son
Yo bitch love to call me baby
Kno' you can't be real
Ain't no yes or the maybe
No you not a gangster
Ain't no way that you can play me
Look, big
a super freak, shorty with the business
When she suck the dick, she passed out like Wendy Williams
(I like this right here)
Don't be blind to these lights, it's on-sight
It's on-sight, it's on-sight
Motivated by success, I wanna be the best, I can't rest up
Work ethic like I'm
A shit about the general P
P-probably, how could I possibly
Be the real me when they just won't let me be
Or let me embrace my psychopathy
They just keep
Find another crew of niggas that can fuck with this
Lyrical bully given verbal bruises to crews fool
You must be on dick dope and dynamite
How you
wrong but dare a nigga try to stop it
And you can get anywhere, anybody
Dem boys got work, dem boys got yay
Dem boys got purp, dem boys got haze
Dem
gave
(And I) forgive 'em all, they did they best to hate
Oh, let there be light
This ain't the glorified, just painting the street picture
There's
[spoken]
"Ok settle down you all, come on settle down lady,
he's gonna be on stage real soon, that's right
Mama put your popcorn down, he's turning
Fantasy/Cornered by Nathan Peter Williams
And I got it
A crazy itch the flying witch
Got in the fire plane and flew away
And I got it
It’s in my
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