Lyrics:
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
Booty so big got to look when she pass
I'm a let her drive the Bentley (Bentley)
Fuck it might buy her a Jag (Jag)
Most of you niggas be trippin'
All
my haters that I told you so
Fuck you want outta life?
You want the cars and the ice? yeah
Fuck you want outta life?
You want the stars in the sky?
Lucky me
If they want my spot, then they gotta come for me
Just know I want this shit more than whatever it is you want from me
And the only
been feening it
I been dealing it
She can't hide no more
It's evident
She just want to want come play
She just want to want to come play
Block up,
't lie, oh
I like you, gal, in particular
Can I see your particulars?
I been screening you like una pelicula
So b-b-baby, let's stir it up, yeah
I
Petersburg
Now, my little bird fly to Teterboro
Halliburton full of Blues Brothers
Ain't no Akroyd or Belushi neither
Paranoid, so I'm drinking heavy
Yeah, ten car garage, couldn't fill my needs
Mama told me keep it real, show some honesty
So now I feel like John Legend, I need all of me
Cause you
God
In this house
The kitchen's near the study
No, I can't keep reading this
John, please, this is what I need to ask you
As I'm writing
The new novel
the ignition and got 'em stuck
Hopped out to flee on my feet
Fucked around and forgot that I left my ID on the seat
Your arrival, want survival, but is you
Yours
My tracks is Better Than Yours
Just Blaze tracks is Better Than Yours
You can have one but we all gonna
Chargeaw
Plain Pat What Up? Big John
I keep the pistol on me tucked
But if you want it you can get it
So knuck if you buck
Your bitch wanna ride with me
On that promethazine
We talking
Like a hot buttered pop da pop da pop dibbie dibbie
Pop da pop pop, don't you dare stop
Come alive y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now you can
beat your ass and I take You right back
Never gonna stack cause I'm Not on the map
Rap with the pack with the cat With the whack guy attack When I go so
her on her shoulders
Excuse me Miss, but can I get your name
She said my name is Renee
I said I got a whole lot to say
So may I walk you to your
're the one they adore
Who they came to see (who they came to see)
You're a rock star (baby, yeah)
Everybody wants you (everybody wants you)
Player, who can
're the one they adore
Who they came to see (who they came to see)
You're a rock star (baby, yeah)
Everybody wants you (everybody wants you)
Player, who can
're the one they adore
Who they came to see (who they came to see)
You're a rock star (baby, yeah)
Everybody wants you (everybody wants you)
Player, who can
y'all flinching
Know that y'all are normal
So you can't resist me
When I'm flowing on the metronome
You can't predict me
I be busted like I'm psychic
use her
You know that I'm just a loser, I'm trying to appear to be
Cool calm and collected while I still have you here with me
And she's saying
She's
heat in my hand
I need a oven mitt
I'm bout my green no Luigi
I think she need me
Her last Nigga wanna be me
John cena
You can't see me
Back it up
Beep
nasty bitch was licking my balls
She's taking it all
And you can't do nothin' 'bout it
'cuz she breaking me off
Keep the bitch nuttin'
So it really was
pull on this trigger they gon' bleed
I can't worry bout a nigga,
That's on my mama nigga
I thought you heard N.L.M.B
I just want dollars nigga
If you
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