Lyrics:
rights
Google det shit
Save that shit to yo phone
Read that shit once a month
Set a reminder
Go over it witcha home boys
At the smoke session SOMETHING
the weather like in Seattle?
[ Sir Mix-A-Lot ]
All my ex's, eat this one
(You can have her)
[ VERSE 1 ]
I used to have this girl, let's say her name was Mona
blow fish
Let's make a toast, tell your friends come closer
Drinks on me like a coaster
[Chorus]
We doing it big
Look at what I done
Look at where I'm
girls
Come, Massawa, come tell it to the world
Stop from go the wrong way, this is the right way
Stop imitate and gwan go originate
Stop imitate
Eyes barely open with a roach roasting'
And your girl, she loves the gin ocean
Rub it on her body like body shop lotion
What's the commotion, you
make me laugh, I'll choke
Just let me cry a little bit longer
I ain't gon' smile if I don't want to
Hey man, we all can't be like you
I wish we
the street
Whole time niggas industry
Like is you shitting me
Won't let these niggas drain me of my energy
The glizzy leave em frigid if he fidgety
Feel like
the grill
Rest and peace to my real ones the told me batter now I know batter
Sobina you let me go after 15 shows
Why you acting like you know me you ain't
won't change
I done told ya
Everytime I see you this the same
Fuck is you gonna say now
Waiting on ya
Your mind is undercover like narnia
This the time
Every time I see you this the same (same same)
Fuck is you gonna say now
Waiting on ya
Your mind is undercover like Narnia
This the time
Make up your mind
on my own way
Let me go, Baby Let me go.
[Verse 3:]
In the club, She always looking hot
This the type of girl that any nigger want
Pussy so tiet, face so
oh
Minus oh
Let me talk about
Some girls
Everytime
Them go borrow iphone
Snap picture
Come dey post
Nothing gum them
For the faaji life
Them go dey
y'affi feed it, you know?
Everybody need it, you know?
People ah go insane, you know?
Miss Money Jane, you know?
And they like, "Hey, doo, hey,
head
You gone be dead just like Ivan, fuck you fed, bitch
(Can ya hear me now?)
Say, say, say, say round, let me hit ya right back
Hot right now,
Money make the world go round
And all the pretty girls go down
And I still roll round through my old hood in my new whip
All white ghost I call it my
This is Dipset, this is Kay Slay
We still grip techs, and spray AKs
Don't let it breze by, on the eastside
Throw up that E sign, we for the streets
at attention like a soldier boy
So baby kiss me through the phone
And if you can’t handle a body you should let her go
I go to let that nigga know
You bag a girl
Tension apprehension, I remember it like yesterday
Look, let me set the scene when I was only 14
With me and all my day ones, Sami, Jay, and Courtney
Then
know you shouldn't rhyme like uh
Let them pussy niggas get in your mind like uh
Baby boy, you could do it; take your time; do it
If you get the chance
at the peak of my growth
Always said I won’t make it
Had to let it all go
And those memories faded
The goals not to be famous
I’m just changing the world
enchilada
Just the way you like it Mase gonna do you propa
Girl, I can tell you was meant for me
I can tell by the way you was sent to me
While I'm
enchilada
Just the way you like it Mase gonna do you propa
Girl, I can tell you was meant for me
I can tell by the way you was sent to me
While I'm
the rain for a session on my Js
With my girl or my mates
Like I never fucking worked for this
When drill was the wave I made a
Lane and then I nurtured it
as an assassin (let's go)
Toxic like a cigarette
That lil hoe she's a cheater and she made me regret (that hoe)
But I can't be no cry baby I turn to a prospect
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