Lyrics:
official, I'm tryna see it with you
You know they call me Q, be my Moesha Mitchell
I'm like pay what you owe me, I don't play with you phonies
I got enough
know how we do
Mic check, I walk around the streets with a black TEC-9
By the waistline, kickin' the hype shit
I never claimed to be the best type
a party-yea, it's time to play
I see today is a good day
I'm out for gleem, plus play it then finally hit your screen
I may not be the giant but I
push
It's top tier for you baby
You on my mind
I wanna make this
One thing clear for you baby
Tip toe tip toe
Tip toe to my room
Tip toe tip toe
Tip toe
Shia LaBeouf
Kid Cudi feels a way give him a call
Q Tip, I love you, bro don’t
Tell me how to be me
Though i love you the Tribe
Album is dope i love you
before and I can do it again
Sho don't need you to be my man
Yep, yep (hey) get up on the TLC tip
Bad by myself
I can do bad, bad by my damn self
you don't need no glasses to stare
It'll probably take you in and it's just like your there
With the Q on the Compton tip
So if you think I'm a flip
5 Q5 Q5
Yuh, Yuh, Q5 Q5 Q5
Yuh I got chop on my bag like NLE
Yuh f*** what you love f*** what you say bout me
Yuh Wesson a lemon b**** it juice when I
It's on the tip of my tongue
The words they don't run-un-un-un
Each time you see me
You may be thinking “here comes a bad seed”
But if you could
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on late night TV
But now I'm thirty-two and as you can see I'm not
Nope! Oh well, it sucks to be me
No, it sucks to be me
No, it sucks to be broke
don't judge her
Cause all I do is love her,
Listen Work Out she gon play it for another
Track after track
I'm making money for my brothers
2 outa 4, 2
can not fuck with me
Tip
No I don't do this for fun
I climbed out the trenches
And now you see that I'm up one
I call up my son
And tell em to roll
can not fuck with me
Tip
No I don't do this for fun
I climbed out the trenches
cnd now you see that I'm up one
I call up my son
cnd tell em to roll
Niggas that be trippin
I be breakin bread
Instead of splittin wheels
But ain't no tellin
What I do, when I see my kids
So I stay holdin on
Instead
everybody Gravitate towards you
She real life
Instagram need to report you
I think I need a Q-Tip Did I hear You correctly
I don't need to be rich or famous
its e.v.e,
Can't no other chic do it like me,
Papi I can fill you, this is where you wanna be,
Fansies on the bottle, wanna promise after me,
Well I can
that I'm so cu-cu-cu-cu-cu-cu-cute
Push back on it like a q-tip, goin' q-tip
Disappear like where my roof at
The roof at (Skrrt)
Surround
Ay, ay
Rewind that one time please
Should it be, can it be simple
Life is like the tempo of a No I instrumental
Things that we been through define who we
)
This is how we do it, all hands are in the air
And wave them from here to there
If you're an O.G. Mack or a wanna-be player
You see the hood's been
)
This is how we do it, all hands are in the air
And wave them from here to there
If you're an O.G. Mack or a want to-be player
You see the hood's been
)
This is how we do it, all hands are in the air
And wave them from here to there
If you're an O.G. Mack or a wanna-be player
You see the hood's been
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
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