Lyrics:
the passenger I'm the driver yea my lil twin rider
Can't fake that motion you a liar w four bitches that a spider
Carey Niggas like Mariah to the top I'm getting
It's not chipped (no)
We're not cracked (uh-uh)
Oh, we're shattered (Mariah)
Ay hey, ay hey, ay hey (Young Money, Nicki Minaj)
Ooh na, na-na-na
Puerto Ricans and chicanos
Oriental girls not mention black
Back to back, stacked like a six-pack
Panties droppin, bra unstrappin
Like Mariah Carey I'ma
to run, it’s a marathon son/ Yh, go get that baton and get your mask on hmm/
Pac told me to go/Nip told me to run, it’s a marathon son, go get that baton
That's a fact
Don't smoke with TBA and Breezy, pull up to your city
Glock singing like Mariah Carey, now you getting carried
January to December, now my
liar
I'm droppin' careys, Mariah, got the grip on the game like I'm pliers
Lac, Lac, Lac, Lac, Lac
Slammin' the doors in the
Pull up with hoes in
the hood, but really though
Might get some ass tonight, hit it like a real man should, I'ma kill it though
Make a right, open that 'frigerator, crack that 40
love
It's that same old song
So let's go out and prove them wrong
Put on your forget him dress and them shoes that I like
And let me take you out tonight
80.5
Hey
What up
This Suki! But you can call me pickles if you nasty
Miss Pickles
Now I'm callin cause I wanna hear some Muthafukin Mariah Carey
Make the choppa sing its Mariah Carey now
Yea these niggas bitches look like Tyler Perry now
Plaid on my jeans closet so Burberry now
Heard you got
scream
When her brother died
Ain’t never heard my mother cry
In a pitch that would make
Mariah Carey sound like Barry White
Reflecting on 2020 vision posts
I guess shorty mad he don't got you no more (so oh, oh, oh, oh)
So just like Pinocchio, his nose gon' grow (so oh, oh, oh, oh)
Gucci Mane, Mariah
I guess shorty mad he don't got you no more (so oh, oh, oh, oh)
So just like Pinocchio, his nose gon' grow (so oh, oh, oh, oh)
Gucci Mane, Mariah
Swear to God, I love that bitch
Ask about us, any club
They gon' tell you we run that shit
I'm like the strip club Mariah Carey
The Dominican Halle
em see eye to eye
A conflict is much more than a drive by
We were rooted in much more than these lies
But now its like there ain't no time to talk
know, everything I am now that I’ve grown got me livin' on a high note
Time sharing, old life buried, ever since
Living on a high note Mariah Carey
When
we kick it kick it like Harry Maguire
I laugh this beat Fire
DJ spin it like a tyre
On & on I Carey
Like my name Mariah
Cannon ball flow
Nickname me
stick the dick inside em, like mariah carey, high notes she sings
Woke up in the morning feeling like the man
Last night yo bitch had that pussy poppin
lane
Chain so big that its giving her a neck sprain
If she needs notes then i can make the rest sing
Aint no drama we politicing like the west wing
I
they sweeter than a Hi-C
Mad bitches wanna wife me
Told em all unlikely
If the feds indite me
Tell me baby would you write me?
Like a note sang by Mariah
forty-niner part timer
Paint it red like I live in San Francisco
And I ain't gonna stop until you see me at the Super Bowl
You're listening to the voice
Work came early
Don't know where I'm goin'
But I see some utility poles
Am I headed to the right place
It's supposed to matter I'm told
Mariah Carey
to be a
movie
What’s
Your favorite
Genre scary
Have you singing
Like you Mariah
Carey laughing
At you niggas
Like I’m jim
Carey
Looking
nigga thin air very slow
Made my way back in the picture now they pick up every quote
Like they snatched it out the scripture I'm just out here chasing
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