Lyrics:
really out here! (We really out here, yeah yeah yeah!)
Uh, and it might not be such a bad idea if I never went home again
Fuck the same hoes again
bitin' see the flash ()
Metal sparking when I press it
It like faulty braking pads (Uh, huh)
Face the fact, if we finna rumble
You ain't comin' back
and Scruff gon' ring you out
Yeah, and if I'm Batman, you're Two-Face
Please get out my way
Like don't ruin my day
Ha, like MGS I see some snakes
No, I cannot
to love you
If you call me baby I'll be always yours
The lady of my life is out o' really feeling.
The real deal, giving you nothing but sex-appeal.
Or I'ma break every bone in your face
I can't vote 'cause I'ma felon
Even if I wasn't, I still wouldn't do it
None of them niggas like black people
So
Never give 'em no jewels?
And if you're tired of the buffoonery
Follow me
I'll show you how to shine without jewelry
Show you how to grind and
Bought back
hip-hop bumping in my hatchback
Upgraded to 'V.L.' nothing to splash cash
Sweetest sound system
With the maroon velour
Alone and poor
But I felt like I
to myself
Ready? I'm no beginner
We'll never run out of health
Level up by the second 'cause
So much damage is dealt no doubt
I'll be the greatest trainer
Merk's the truth
If you ain't heard the news then you should search the tube
But I'm human, they forget that I'm a person too
See you purchased yours
I
on you side and I'm afraid she'll leave
Picking blackbe
Nothing like slamming your face through the windshield
I don't think I'm riding my bike again
It's
bubble his face and his skin
If I don't like him
That's when the trouble waitin' to begin
(Suffocate him 'til he dies
Then suffocate him again)
Tell this
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
one will never know the secrets of the many double
Quickly she'll be pickin' up your dividends
You get a ton of burn in the end by the Koopsta Knicca,
if you don't die, then you try again (yeah)
You get your angel wings, then you fly again (Jesus, fly)
Ain't no 'I' in 'team', it's a 'I' in 'win'
the kinda girl that has a little bit more fun
I'm literally yours hun
I never seen a ass so big with a waist as little as yours hun
And by the expressions
"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
tryin' for your freedom
Uh, if you don't die, then you try again (yeah)
You get your angel wings then you fly again (Jesus, fly)
Ain't no 'I' in 'team',
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
y’all run information likes elves,
Y’all to desperate for shit, trying to love somebody like Maroon 5 when y’all really should open your eyes & see
'm ballin', I won't hit it if she beat now
Callin', yeah she callin', your bitch got me on the speed dial
Driving through the Rex, I look at faces don't see
and I give dick
I ride the five, my partner crip
Shout out the east, we parkin' shit
I just revive, I don't remix
I don't remind, until C5 we got D6,
back from my classes
Or at Quals or at Little 5
But then every other time he was always by your side
I knew that something had clicked
And I was
Merk's the truth
If you ain't heard the news then you should search the tube
But I'm human, they forget that I'm a person too
See you purchased yours
I
You'se a baffoon, caught up in your own cocoon
Leave your head rest maroon
Drunk heavy in the side street saloon
Til' I figured it out, to the 3rd
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