Lyrics:
by)
Walk down, curb side, head shot (yeah)
I'm thinkin' big racks (big racks)
Sawed off, chest shot, Mad Max
I'm smokin' big dope, I don't need
(wack)
So take a minute to love or hate
The shit I've invented
The shit I been spitting
Hitting these lyrics
Like Fox News anchors
Be hitting on women
I'm
be rollin' up the stink
Big blunts, I twist skunk, I'm a steamer
Nina my girlfriend
But the bitch could get dumped
You see the boy
Them thick-ass
of age, I'd be a gluten for muffins
Homeboy when I seen this I mean this
I was really shocked
And my teammate was really fiendish
It got really hot
[Intro - Pharrel]
Malice saying we to hot
New verses please
c'mon!
[Chorus - Pharrel]
Hot Damn, its a new day
Hot Damn, what them boys want
want my drip
Women be all on my shit
Throw my foes to the left side
Pretty women to my good side
Right side that's my best side
Teeth white Mr.
we scored more, than ever before
Copped the two door, six-double-oh off a raw
Show no love for loss since big eight be that lucky
Number, we slammed
thought I'd be looking down
On who? On you cause I'm so big
Me and my money is all I dig
I'm from the Dangerous Crew, we ain't no punk
We take 24
melting
Into a daydream once again
And i don't want to be harassed for wearing a skirt in thirty degrees from my nan
I'm sick of being told that being hot
a big girl, she's not
Thought they were hot shit, they're not
Thought you were alright, you're not
Thought you were alright, you're not
I'm my own ghost
snappers, speaker slappers
The wickeder rapper the dapper rapper's when I flap my trapper
Got that ass gassed by Amoco, you know you ain't man to go
Suddenly aware of energy all around her
The feeling of love
Her house felt big, small, scary, nice
The summer it was so hot
Sweat dripping down her arm
of hot toddy
But no matter how cold I get somebodys still willing to drink me
I will not be your superwoman
I will not be your superman
I will not censor
Feet they walk way and just that sheik posture
Ooooh! Can't be a next one like you
Famous like tapes made by DJ Clue
I tighten up my game as I approach
a queef skeeter
When I mixed OJ with the Beef-eater
Your girly's punani it was a deep greeter
Coming at me you'll be a hit by the peace bleeder
I'm
Like a fly trap
If they ever walk by
Love confident ones
Ones who stay shy
Women with intelligence
Really just catch my eye
And girls in booty shorts
west Wayne
I make Soundcloud rap a little less lame
I could be rich as shit wit all the times I get played
Then again I'll be big by the next tape
(Why?)
by Aaliyah):
I wonder if I take you home will you still be in love baby
Because I need you tonight
Wonder if I take you home would you
the traffic with the gang
Having lamas Barkin, All the drama started That was Karma callin by our name
I wanna buy me a porch
I wanna get me a beamer
Women be
the big dip
Shorty like a model
I'm talkin' eye candy
VIP we gone pop bottles
And when we cruising in that chevy
Clouds of gas be so heavy
It ain't nothin
the big dip
Shorty like a model
I'm talkin' eye candy
VIP we gone pop bottles
And when we cruising in that chevy
Clouds of gas be so heavy
It ain't nothin
the music back y'all,
Think back dig in the crates
Wiping dust off of tapes
CD's skipping cause of lil scrapes
Give you a hot 16 and the hook be a 8
Diss
speak it by experience, that's not a favor
Don't let the spirit of confusion strike you on your navel
Don't be misled by angel numbers or the father name
collide
Your twice as hot
Wet through
The new extras
Get you by in life
High on life
I wonder what
Life would be like
If no more
Women were dykes
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