Lyrics:
I done did a lot this year
Made a lot of friends, some came some go
And I still never took a sip of beer
Still fuck hoes by the pier
Still ridin'
to Meeeexico
Called up my mama, said I'm in love with a stripper, yo
Ten grand, let me see you shake it like you got no
bones in your body and you was
It's Anna Greene you know what it is
All the hoes call me Peach, that's just how I live
Beats by Cap, don't it slap? I know you hear this shit
Might
a guitar
Used to play every night
Now he's in a rock and roll outfit
And everything's all right
Don't ya know
Johnny told his mama
Hey, mama, I'm
a guitar
Used to play every night
Now he's in a rock and roll outfit
And everything's all right
Don't ya know
Johnny told his mama
Hey, mama, I'm
faded
By the time they find the body
Me and my deejay rock the block party
Deejay please rock the Bob Marley
Let's tap the keg and get started
This weed
premeditated
My alibi cannot be faded
By the time they find the body
Me and my deejay rock the block party
Deejay please rock the Bob Marley
Let's tap
(Hahaha)
Yo
Nowadays, people think they know my game
Just because they follow me up on the 'gram like the C.I.A
Ridiculous insane
Peep game, then
What's Clef got to do with this, got to do with this?
What's Clef?
I'm not a Bob Marley impostor
What's Clef got to do with this, got to do
What's your question?
What's Clef got to do with this, got to do with this?
What's Clef?
I'm not a Bob Marley impostor
What's Clef got to do with
Yea 1995 my daddy wanted to name Me Prince
Yea by 2005 i knew what shit would Make me rich
Yea now they talk nightmares and i Don’t kno how to flinch
grammar I I just wanna by my mama a phantom
I remember she told me have to good manners imma do for you you was dad and Santa
Lookin for paradise in life
at night
Damn right, Bob, I rock a rhyme non-stop
Straight from Brooklyn where my hip-hop gets dropped
[Chorus 2X]
[Delta #1]
Ain't no mothafucker like
like a Rowley cap (cap)
Scream all you want, we don't have to chat
(ah) but before you say
"ciao" better chow on me
Yeah, I just got back from
A showin'
mama fear
Plug dry we done bought up, ain't no Obama here no hope nigga
Less words, impeded by dro, blo 'way from the door
No waitin for foes, im pacin'
flashes theyre kissing on my casket,
Dont You Pity Me
MAMA Please Won't You Lick My Wounds,
(& My Vices!)
Don't Pity Me Cuz I'll Be Dead By Noon,
(I Like
And the Hip-Hop elders
That taught me to rhyme
That's why I'm still listenin'
Kola Rock:
I'm competent with competitions
I'm competitious
I'm compliment my
Mama always told me that I was gone be great (okay)
Mama always told me that I was gone be great (man what)
Mama always told me that I was gone be
get this
But the suckers be forgetting
If the beat don't rock
Make the dance floor pop when the baseline drop
Then you know that ain't me
I was cooking
probably get this
But the suckers be forgetting
If the beat don't rock
Make the dance floor pop when the baseline drop
Then you know that ain't me
I was
Hey, mama-a
Mommy please buy me brand new corvette
Call me the strips, the way I got wax
I love Hubba Bubba no cap
I love Affliction this is my swag
and real weed
I'm pleadin' guilty like Bob Marley
The weed killed me
I intercourse verbally, poetic perjury
To copy words of me leads to
Murder in the third
me, John Cena
Play my cards with a poker face
Sometimes I feel like the only race
Racing, speeding, still hungry like
I ain't eating, call it even
kill all your people
Coast to coast ain't a nigga more evil
Now made me act a lot and call Sen Diesel
Rock the block with the M one six
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