Lyrics:
trap star ball player, pro stars
Reach for the stars that's the way to go ma
I'm in the cut the one that leave no scars
Dark shades by D-I-O-R-
They
picture in 3D (what!)
If need be I'm leaving the party with Cindy (who's that?)
Cocky bowlegged long hair a fendi
That ain't nutin' her twin sister
[Featuring Kane & Abel Mia X Mystikal Silkk The Shocker]
[Master P]
Uhhhhhh ha ha
Where the real niggas at
Right chea right chea
ya (yeah)
About 5'4", my .45 is live (uh, uh)
Don't ya get live? Never judge your man by size (uh, yo)
[Chorus]
I'ma do my thang,
through
But anyone can see my new celebrity is you
I've sung with Ethel Merman (5)
Swung with Woody Herman (6)
Played a gig in Germany with Ogerman (7) too
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
you get so you ain't really hearin' nuttin' yet
We'll never let anybody else step
Or ever come with anything less for what you'd expect
If you pass
gas fires
Turns out I'd do anything
To be the well liked college try-hard
That was back when my playlists sounded like frat party basements
Dreams
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
spend hot shit when need be
Only nigga that can take a still picture in 3-D (What?)
If need be I'm leavin the party with Cindy (Who is that?)
Cocky
spend hot shit when need be
Only nigga that can take a still picture in 3-D (What?)
If need be I'm leavin the party with Cindy (Who is that?)
Cocky
Let the people take a vote (Krayko's the Greatest)
In a party with Kylie Jenner, I'm on the A list
Chief Keef Sosa to the left (Bang bang) all the Glory
Expect'em in Algeria
Resources da criteria for presence in the area
Stand da fuck up! Let's end da Zionist Hysteria
Mon premier est perdu en mer comme la
Yeah
You already know when they cut the Pro Tools on
I slaughter any production I gotta lay vocals on
Them old niggas didn't embrace a nigga with open
vagina, discussin' the finer things
My crib is mean, watchin' a hundred inch screen
Lettin' the shorties slide by once in a while and let 'em dream (uh)
that is scripted
And I can keep trying or get off the competition
I'd rather run out of my fifteen minutes
Than have life pass me by and I forget
met the Fa'atasi Family
Went on to rock talent quest, numerous shows
Last minute rugged cuts haha sabre let 'em know
(Feleti)
Hysterical productions
Smack tries to get the crowd
To "let him rap"
But Cassidy has had enough and ends his round
He just said somethin' about my daughter
And for that I had
shotty blow
Fine pot of gold
Found by the stove
Red yellow go
Dread let em know
Bread feta dough
Make cheddar slow
Spread lettuce go
Incredible YO!
This is
This is all
Mind body soul
9 shotty blow
Fine pot of gold
Found by the stove
Red yellow go
Dread let em know
Bread feta dough
Make cheddar slow
Spread
take a still picture in 3D
(What)
If need be, I'm leavin' the party with Cindy
(Who is that?)
Gotta be bow legged, long hair, Fendi
'99, I'm on her twin
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
daddies(East Point)
It's all about that see's in yo chest(It's the joint)
3-5-7 to your forehead, there'll be mo' dead
cause I'ma pro, kid
But Lord forgive
Shottie blast yo party
Shottie blast yo party
Shottie blast yo party
Shottie blast yo party
Shottie blast yo party
Shottie blast yo party
Shottie
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