Lyrics:
Maxwell]
Here comes the Puba and you know I won't fake it
Usually bust records on gettin butt naked
Made for the Benzi, drive a nigga skins he
pump
So what you know about if we don't know you then we throw you out
I can really show y'all what the doughs about
You better hold your mouth
I'm
So what you know about if we don't know you then we throw you out
I can really show y'all what the doughs about
You better hold your mouth
I'm
Y'all wanna floss wit' us?
All across that, boy, we burnin' up
And all I ask for you to do is to turn it, turn it up
"Y'all know what this is"
I'm waiting by the corner of your street, it smells like cigarettes
You ask me who I wanna be? A man with no regrets
And I drive fast to relieve
wealth from zoot you sell
Never let the piggys know where you should dwell
On the flip if I blow up and get rich I promise not to turn Baluga whale
Big
ain't for you to hold
And said, whatever's on your mind, please don't let me know, uh
Cause it ain't
Got some pain, got some heartache to let off of my
tho
You just gon know that befo you felt better
Always knew I would be a trendsetter
Never knew most these niggas was lame tho
Always knew no cute lady
shoot the fuck up and
I scratch off some fleas (Scratch 'em off)
Police pull who over, you know we gon' flee
(Bitch) i got YSL in my genes
(YSL) , got YSL
Dark sewer kinda smells like a bayou
Sounds like I live in a drive-thru
Feet get wet I don't buy shoes
Too much money I just walk through
You don't know
Yeah yeah
Don't know where you are
Baby tell me where you stand though
I promised I wouldn't fall in love
But I always end up falling in the end
I play my cards right
Fuck, you niggas wrong
I don't pass up on a light
Just rather hit the bong
Higher than the clouds, singin' like Maxwell, before
to dance
By ten had a nigga all in her pants
You say she's devoted, but that's not true
If she's devoted
She certainly not devoted to you
I know it's your
wrong
Sauce boss and I been dripping in it too long
Y'all figuring to know me, Rio told me get your groove on
I make like Gyrl, Maxwell born in June, huh
What you know about the money I been getting bands
Shawty hella bad and I got her out the ends
Yeah the money talk fluent no the shit never ends
Yeah
brothers better move on
You brought your wack style, from Trader Horn
Grand Puba Maxwell, not on the Hollywood tip
Here comes a brother more than *2 Legit
Best to exit through the gift shop
When you leave the exhibition
The channel’s live
The electrician
You know all we do is spark mad izm
Mad charged
Now
come back to my spaceship
&, Why I see these dead faces?
Falling out of my payslip
I might cause a ruckus if you say shit
Cuz y’all can’t touch my
Maxwell again O
Oh oh
My Bebe my Bebe my Bebe
Baby you too fine I swear
And this e don Dey my head( head oo)
Anything you want I go chest O
If you
Show these guys what we're worth, ruthey boy,
Cause I know, see, I can spit,
Let's show them.
Alright!
[SOV]
Yo, there's something, I got one
hard
See, I can go harder than him (I'll go longer than him)
Longer than your battery-operated boyfriend
I know (I know, I know)
You think that you
corporate lives
Crooks gotta cook, when a dog bites, it dies
We all know Epstein aint kill himself
Now you got Maxwell in a cell
Before she suicides herself
these papes in today's society,
You know what I'm sayin'?
I'm tryin' to make things a little better
But if you want to make matters worse
Let me say
these papes in today's society,
You know what I'm sayin'?
I'm tryin' to make things a little better
But if you want to make matters worse
Let me say
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