Lyrics:
cycle
Slinging dimes, losing time, doing hard time
Teaching y'all mathematically, come see
The epitome of what you wanna be, emcee
My semi-auto gun
wrong
Why is everybody frowning so often
Why is happiness so hard to come by? Literally I can walk by
Fifty fucking people and not see one smile and I
the Virgo, ain't got to take your shirt off
You seen me convince your homegirl though
Plus she says her life is too hard
She says that she want to come
Just throw your wine glass for Slo up high
We drink cava the shade of lava out the bottle, like a genie
Served buffalo wings by bitches in bikinis
be the champion
Work it hard, like it's your profession
Watch out now, cause here it comes
Here comes the smasher, here comes the master
Here comes
so pretty
Dark and tan smiling and flirty
Let's take a drive through the city
And see what we can see
Down by the sea
Down by the sea
Wearing bikinis
that red bikini Call her Black Cherry Martini
She love when I give it to her heart I can tell how she make that face
So I call her 151 Cause she take it
when I'm stackin dough/cake
Yes, when it comes to Chips Ahoy I go hard all the way
But I prefer this shit moist and hot when its homemade
HEY!
We be
Mend our messes and come better than today
Meet me next year, same time, same place
Cherry blossom season with a whole new faith
And now it's all coming
the stars, George Lucas
I'm still thatkidRYN
I'm on the TV, with your best friend
She finna come through, like RN
And I'm still on my northeast shit
Cherry
the champion
Work it hard, like it's your profession
Watch out now, cause here it comes
Here comes the smasher, here comes the master
Here comes the big beat,
the champion
Work it hard, like it's your profession
Watch out now, cause here it comes
Here comes the smasher, here comes the master
Here comes the big beat,
every time you come by to kick it
And I open up the door you bring her cranky ass with you
Influencing your decisions I can't even get a minute
Without
Got emergency blunts when I come home
Cause that rapper weed'll have your lungs gone
Yeah, Malibu beaches, unlaced bikini bottoms
Mo' money, mo'
Come on! Let us go to
the school route filled with cherry blossoms
A place kids are still hanging out
Before it’s over
dance like those petals waving
pick
Pop my tongue and work my ass so good you won't to soon forget
And I know you glad to have me I go hard than a bitch
If I done sold it on the market
Barefoot by the cherry tree
Pulling hard against the steam
No my trouble ain't what they seem
Sleeping out on the tracks
There's no coming back
So
(Et cetera)
(I done went timid, send high hope)
(High hope)
I been pulling up peppermint fresh, went cherry 14's my toe
I been throwing back
lunch
I'm a mess without your touch
So later on I'll meet you at the pub
She wasn't camera shy chasing sunsets
Now she is here by my side
I don't want
Bikini bottoms
That holler for a dollar
Pop a collar for you collard greens
WE HERE
Selling crabby patty's outside of mr crabs
This
to you
This is how you rob
You working hard so I ain't worried bout a job
Where I'm from by twelve years old it's stack or starve
This not fate I gotta
right back
Could you hold it down?
Could you be like that?
I’m in the field
I’m running the world for you baby
Gender reveal
We having a girl it’s so
never fall
We stand tall like sky-scrapers and justice for all
(so fuck y'all, so fuck y'all niggas)
[bobby digital]
Yo, yo hard to grapple
I raise
be my freak, come on
Sweeter than a cherry pop, pop
I be at the very top, pop
Watch me 'cause I'm very hot, pop
Pop me like a lemon drop, pop,
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