Lyrics:
got some real shit
Trying to be like $hort motherfucker, you know what I'm saying?
Dangerous Music got some mack shit for your ass, boy
Fuck him up,
(All I want is you, the one I want)
(All I want is you, the one I want)
What type of games is being played? How's it going down?
It's on 'til it's
another pity party
No that's not what I want
I want us all to restart
To leave what's dark in the dark
And get up early again
Get everything that you want
Rain it up, rain it up now, now, now, one time
Big tune, big tune, big tune now
Pom, pom, pom, pom, pom, pom, pom
Tell me what you want from me
Tell
"Booty, " and the only
Lyrics I could discern were Big, big booty
What you got a big booty again and again
JLo marking her
Territory if you could troll
to get a bollocking...
(recorder clicks on and off here)...the time, I know why 'e got a bollocking, because you, you know, you dunno what the fuck 'e's
'ma take what I want, so
You tried to front
Hope you got yourself a gun
You ain't real, hope you got yourself a gun
My first album had no
Famous guest
even afford it
I drive so many foreigns
Baby I should be deported
I got a condo in Manhattan
Baby girl, what's happenin'?
You and your ass invited
a girlfriend
See 'em in a pearl Benz
Passin' by ya, sittin' higher
Flyin' then what yours is
My girl got a girlfriend
And we be bringin' girls in
You don't want
'ma take what I want
So, you tried to front, hope ya (got yo'self a gun)
You ain't real, hope ya (got yo'self a gun)
My, first album had no famous guest
like Brek if any might step
I've got the whole game tryna bury my rep
I'm ahead by much more than twenty-nine steps
Still got more than you ain't got any
’re angry and need me supporting your views
I want when you’re breaking and facing the noose
Cause
You’re pretty cool
I like what you say, I like what you do
her?
I'ma name her Bonnie
I read about your Uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some- who didn't want him
I know you
the message resembled Brenda's Got a Baby
What's crazy was, I was hearin' about it
But doubted your ignorance, how could you ever
Just put her on blast
Tell me what you want (oh)
Tell me what you want (oh-oh)
Just tell me what you want (oh)
Tell me what you want (oh-oh)
Tell me what you want (oh)
Tell me what you want (oh)
Tell me what you want (oh-oh)
Just tell me what you want (oh)
Tell me what you want (oh-oh)
Tell me what you want (oh)
I got what you need the feddy and the cheese
The moola and the guap
Got moola and the guap
I got what you need the feddy and the cheese
The moola
me?
(Put me in that motherfucka)
Yeah that type of shit
You know what time it is
Maybe it's the thug in me
By age thirteen I was buckwild
Good at my
realised I was the king of the rhyme
I got on the microphone and what do you see huh!
The rest was my legacy
I was born to be the king of the be bop swing
realised I was the king of the rhyme
I got on the microphone and what do you see huh!
The rest was my legacy
I was born to be the king of the be bop swing
(All I want is you, the one I want)
(All I want is you, the one I want)
What type of games is being played? How's it going down?
It's on 'til it's
of another man
Especially when I have everything I want at hand
Except you, you
You know, I got every damn car, multiple cribs
But it's like, "No, I
I just wanna watch days go by
Only with you by my side
Got baggage we can take it in strides
All you like to do is lay and lie
What's going through
won't find your whereabouts by stompin' 'em out ya man (what?)
We killin' New York, even in Compton they understand
I'm on the block where you was
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