Lyrics:
ain't worked in a month and a half
And I lost my car, now it's worth just hundred in scrap
Or maybe less even, by the time I'm done with this rap
Feels
and she's down with The Roots crew, and she go by
The name of Miss Jill Scott
I want y'all to put y'all hands together
Uh, uh, say what? Give it up
It's so bittersweet now
When you know what you lost
Donnie was the boy you always wanted by your side
Donnie was the boy your girlfriends fell for
that, you, you were, you were conscious?
"Yup"
Goofy what are you, what the fuck are you doing?
"Of course, I did it"
Your honor, I would like to call for
and precise
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The funk is in it,ya dig it so stop that frontin'
Bust a move to my groove work your body do
and all the niggas you claim to
Came were trained by the weak
Double up ya power
Gotta compile it to fuck with me (Ah)
Made it clear like a squeegee
. Kelly
Delicious kickin, no leather like I'm Fonzarelli
I order two drinks to think, while you show me pink
Summer Eve breeze and WOO when it
lyrics in your face, you can't keep up they pace
So you don't wanna fuck with our side, fool!
[FROST P]
Yo! This is it! heh hah haa!
The beef's
call your girlfriends
I'ma be with my friends
Pull up to the function
Like we real friends
We don't need no service
Turn it to a circus
Party 'til
me, are you alright?
(Girlfriend)
I see you looking down. What?
Your boyfriend dumped you last night!
He was the one cheating, beating, leaving you with
out your microphone and watch the Phifer make you eat it
The MC's they get jealy when the girly's on my belly
Kick a slow dance like my brother R. Kelly
on the shirt too
Run up on me get murked too
R kelly with that bitch, I may just go flirt
Ooh nintendo Switch
I switch like Nintendo pull up on him
Rhymes off
[Lil' Wayne talking:]
What's up
It's me
Yep, uhm
I've had plenty episodes with various women,
but it's just this one I must tell you about...
way
I’m gonna fuck your girlfriend harder than your thought
My words are gonna fuck you motherfcuker
I know you rich son of a bitch
Zero talent
a singer and start a singing group. I still remember the song she taught me for the audition.
You are the love of my life, being with you every day. It makes
rubbers on me, don't try to discontinue
We got's to bump and grind, crank up the R. Kelly
Delicious kickin', no leather like I'm Fonzarelli
I order
Get funky with it
I told you before: you burn when you play with fire
So take off your hats, matter of fact hail the new Sire
You're hungry
finna cherry pick
Niggas be weirdos with hoes on that R Kelly shit
Got beef w a nigga we gon bury it by digging a ditch
Everybody on my dick now my balls
juked
With a baby octopus and spewed upon with cream corn?
And that your hair-lipped queen-o-bassplayin' girlfriend
With the cross ties and the tits
hot, you know the beat won't stop
until the panties drop..
[Chorus]
Now play this slow jam; I got ya bumpin and grindin' like R.Kelly,
With bedroom
Brother Beair be
Kickin it like conversions
Stickin it where disturbin
Most of all learnin
Yearn to learn to fly
You crash and burn and die
Bye bye
breathe!
[Hook]
Kickin’ back with my thoughts I’ma roll one up,
Always one deep and that’s enough,
All I really need is this blunt,
I’m smokin’ blunts by
I just be ridin' round the city with my crew
Fuck the police
Never dial 112
That's not how we do, nah, nah, nah, nah
She wanna be my girlfriend
I
profit with it, try to stop it
Glock is lifted, lots of consequences, watch the clock, it's ticking on my time
Now watch our tide rise
Standing by my
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