Lyrics:
but screamin', "Where's my award?"
Ballin' out of control, never won an ESPY
'Bout to buy a black ghost and call that shit SP
Flow outta this World,
but screamin', "Where's my award?"
Ballin' out of control, never won an ESPY
'Bout to buy a black ghost and call that shit SP
Flow outta this World,
Put on my tux and now I'm out for business
Mr. Go Get It (I'ma go get it)
Yeah
I'ma go get it (I'ma go get it)
I get the chicken, bread, the green,
spitter with a pro black agenda
Supported by the black referendum
And this only a sliver of the splendor
Homie it's the sensei
A dope boy with a flow no lo
home from school
In stark black and white we followed the flight
And the whole world was in that capsule
Oh, on the rocket that Grandpa rode
Sounds
Y'all got all your friendships wrecked with
Your 9 to 5 shit
I got friends ship-wrecking when
I fight with pirates
I'm not built for a Driver's License
I
get the lips on your
Pussy swole playin' that pussy role
I got bars like phone car reception
But stay strapped like back packs, gat black
Biggie Smalls
Nawaamsain?
I got on the scooter
Headed out to the 405
Cars crashed as I glided down the ramp
Most drivers blinded by laughter
I ignored them
And handled my
That's your ho, I fucked your bitch
Hol' up, your face look mad as shit
She sucked my dick and you kissed her
Boy, I nutted all on her lips
'Cause
hips (Hips)
Big ole booty and some real nice lips (Uh huh)
Can’t fuck with any Bachelor
I need a r ich pretty nigga Spectacular
(Grind on me)
Cake by
private shows
Run it back
Double trouble
Witcha bubble
Perfect timing there you go
Bitin' on your lip just as you gaze
Baby tell me why you wanna play
I
to twist the key
Stumble on over to the Mr. Coffee
Pour myself a warm black existence
Nine to five
Within the pale white walls
Nine to five day after
Me and my bitch, took a little trip
Down to the garden, took a little dip (oh no)
Apple juice falling from her lips took a little sip (boom)
Little
Why is your lips like two different colors?
Why you people only raised by your mothers?
Why your lips chapped?
Why you so black?
Why they tell you
she’s 63…
V126 Woman 1 (off mic)
…her lips are set free!
V127 Fanny
Tell us further what you’ve got, Mrs. Finkelstein, so far you’re on the spot!
Well hey there Mr. Black Bear
What you doing out in
That there dark woods
I seen your paw marks
There not that large
I think I'd wrestle
me
Hot hands on your hips
And work it baby please
One kiss on the lips
It's summer by the sea
By the sea, by the sea, by the sea
Mr. Frisky
Bop bop,
WONDER IF THEY'RE HERE FOR WHAT I AM, BUT I DON'T NEED THE CONVERSATION,
I NEED TO FIND MY DRIVER QUICK AND BOUNCE TO THE VENUE,
KINDA STARVING TOO, I
King Lil G
Gangstas don't dance we boogie
All strapped wit a all black hoodie
Gangstas don't dance we boogie
Gangstas don't dance we boogie
Mr
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the epilogue by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you
(uh)
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the epilogue by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you
(uh)
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the epilogue by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you
Got you counting from on to ten
And by the time you get up to nine, your ass is left behind
Cause you can't mess with the lyrical master rhymes
Send
The fabric be defying fate
The fabric be defying fate
How you grasp it is defined by grace
How you grasp it is defined by grace
He look like Credo
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