Lyrics:
Poor little Winnie The Pooh
If you don’t want the criticism honey then what’s a nigga to do?
We all got a chip on our shoulder, something to prove
I
mouth, what you think I'm biting
Oh, ladies love it when I sing
Tryna find out what I'm in
I'm tryna get you on the floor
You love me, girl, I love
fuck with me calling me phenom
Bright like a laser i'll beam
Tyga, yadadamean
See the anger in his chest
That's how you know that he's gon be the best
I
Greedy and the least noble
What I notice about creatives is that
And one
Of the reasons why I get into trouble
Is, not only do I want to design video
Cash Money, AP
Tyga, Wop, argh
Ooh, bagging on the track, bitch
Baby, when I sip a little, I miss you a little
Baby, when I sip a little more,
the dick, I grab it by the throat, yop
That's what those niggas get for tryna have some hope
I never been a bitch, brodie got caught lacking bein' a hoe, yop
at you
I always wanted to ask you about a certain situa- about a metaphor actually
Uh, you spoke on the ground
What you mean by that, what the ground
don't mean nothing, yeah these bitches don't mean nothing. Milo on the beat, i'm on the track this fucking heat yo. Popped outta nowhere like when Tyga
Chopper spark like it's electrocuting me
Pop a bar, sip some barre, smoke some Buddah weed
Pop it off, we can start the buffoonery
Only eat what I kill
Move, tell all these fake n****s get out my way (Go)
Go get a bag baby make it every day
You, you been playing games while I'm balling like NBA
Aint
niggas is crack addicts
It's simple mathematics, you cut the check
And I rake in the green like I'm rakin' the grass in
Pretty bitches damn near faint
down the hallway
Skippin' class like the line
Bumping Graduation I was loving cold play
I would rap in no time
Smoking kush with OJ
Gucci Mane's
aspire
Take you higher
Pyramid spire
Said I’d never fall
But she call
I’m down for it all
Sell my Soul to the Supernatural
What you get when you invoke Set
records saying that we're a threat to decent society.
Fuck them. I hope we are.
What kind of depraved idiot thinks they can silence others by denying them
say was coming from Nicki
Even though The Game and Tyga did it
What up Lil Herb and Dreezy
I give mad props, no bitch shots
I don't throw salt for
When the flow hits you right across the face
I'm extra spicy with it just like a mace
Shout Tyga I'm just giving you a taste
You wanna come back but
some couchies
You is fishy
Wanna fight but you can't hit me
Fucking with me is risky
Learn what you getting
Into for a minute
If I give the word man I
you know?
No one know you, I’m in
Your city like a mayor, ho
I lead by example
Your whole life I dismantle
Don’t tell a soul what we did
Just keep it
do it
Baller hele natten bare prove it prove it
Ey I like to move it move it
Som lemurene fra the madagscar movie
shirt, ball like a Nerf, word!
Mo' green nigga and smoking pot
Wanna see more? I'm that whore from that lil' shop
Chop, butcher shot, open up yo top
All
'm gettin' laptop, call my bitch a Vaio
Beat it like she stole the dough
I made her catch the Holy Ghost
Deuces to you, adios, like Chris Brown and Tyga hoe
wanna make some things right
Baby Girl can we link up tonight
Maybe go head and rekindle that fye
One thing I won't do is lie
She be making me feel so
a centurion
I want to be Cornelius
Core-strong like a centurion
I want to be Cornelius
His kneel is real
His kneel is real
What rhymes with Cornelius?
Somethin' that you can't do (woo, hey)
Big talks of the town, big boy gang moves (gang moves)
I like to walk around with my chain loose (chain, chain)
She
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