Lyrics:
And I fly off to Venus
Keep having this vision
Of filling arenas
You say I'm a dummy
I feel like a genius
My team be behind
Ain't no one can beat us
They
Teeth like pearls shining like the moon above
Brownsville girl, show me all around the world
Brownsville girl, you're my honey love
Well, we crossed
into
Yeah I need my loot by rent day
But that ain't what gives me the heart of Kunta Kinte
I'm tryin' to give us us free like Sinke
I can't stop,
to make hits
Black fist on the rise, oh now you're surprised
Ya niggas don't exist, like fuckin pens you pry
But i'mma ride, this beat like girls ridin my
saint-like in pure white, he's
Photographed as he walks not only by us
But by everyone else who
Happens to be at the beach
Today young teenagers with iPhones
Cook y'all niggas like we at multiple barbecues
Looks like you in the wrong place check ya molecules
My chick live with lavishness, she throw it back
the microphone
When I met Joan, I took her home
She was just like a doggy all on my bone
I met another girl, her name was Ann
All she wanted was to freak with
(POW) Looks like i caught me a case
(DRIP) My swag on ocean spray
(H**) You can get f*ck'ed by the gang
(HUH) I do not f*ck with these lames
They false
You won't turn us down
We've seen it all
It's young Cuddo
They can't turn us down no
They can't turn us down Lord
Like
It's young Cuddo
They can't
like a doggy all on my bone
I met another girl, her name was Ann
All she wanted was to freak with a man
When I met Ann, I soaked her pans
We ended up
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
drive-by when it's beef
Like a skirt steak
Grilled in my palm like it's Earth Day
I need a Barrymore 50 First Dates
Do a bitch wrong, she gon' know it all
shake it like Jell-O
He ain't drill with us
He cannot sit with us
Opp pack got me feelin' ridiculous
Pour up the Tris', don't resist, tell her
"Fill it
my hands and everything, I'm real instrumental
I'm as real as they come and don't need no bitch potential
When I was comin' up there certain things we
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
I'm tryna take you 'round the world with me
So that the universe'll know my favorite girl with me
And get words stirred quickly but they encouraged
No you can't break our love apart, it's a movie hoe
Lyrically telling our story, fuck a video
Feeling like a king, top of the temple
Clockwork
tryna meet death we’ll arrange it
They be some losers with no Aquafina
She is a cougar I need me a cheetah
Sippin the lean You know by the litre
I just do
got them girls next to the wood like they light year, I'm right chea
Tryna get a buzz, tryna pollinate
STEEZ got that presidential shit out
on my face (no)
I'm about my crew like nautic mates
Making waves, tectonic plates
Shake the place like loaded plates
And we bout to take the game,
you want to see,
Is it cheetahs?
Or die lekker borewors
By die breede?
New era
Oh new era
- Flow change - (nice singing end)
Suns out, we all down
by my place
Thick ass bitch, said her name was Grace
She walked in the door workin' lace
You shoulda seen that look that was on my face
She's like
by my place
Thick ass bitch, said her name was Grace
She walked in the door workin' lace
You shoulda seen that look that was on my face
She's like
Soldiers
And one more for the whole city
Other cities can't fuck with us
And if they do they so silly
Clocked in no time out
Smoke good weed and we vibe out
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