Lyrics:
and your world
Will get smacked by my dog sphere
Corruption disaster hey i'm the master
Simple leading as a blaster
You bastard it's over
I knew you ain't
trick
Float like a boat
And i got these rappers sinking
Like what the fuck u thinking
You calling it hot shit when it ain’t even stinking
I wanna beat
off (Skrrtt)
Forreal (Yeah)
Smoke it by the pound
Sippin’ by the ounce
I got to much resonating just to hesitate to slay
Lay, lay, lay, Wake - go get
the lines, said it's S.O.B (Gang)
We Savage On the Beat, yeah we savage on the street
Other people got the name but they ain't savage like my team
Yeah, we
her hair
She got in her bag she can to it by herself
You a fucc nigga,
She can do it by herself
She can do it by herself
You a fucc nigga
She can do
I ain't gotta ask no nigga for a whip
I ain't gotta ask no nigga for a zip
I ain't gotta ask no nigga for a ride
I ain't gotta ask no nigga for
instincts, which
Are leaning firmly toward the other option
"All Eyes on You" "Your voice sounds
Ill, the flow sounds ill, " she says "This
Is going to get
If I beat it in the mornin' I'm gon' put yo ass to sleep
She give me whatever I want
I give exactly what she need
And none of ya'll could taste my
shoot some, huh?)
Kill one, beat one
Shoot some, hit one
Kill one, beat one
You say you gon' do it then slide on me
I got a .4 and a .5 on me
I
Had to curve her, don't care if she bad
You thinkin you special, oh what a fad
At least she got booty, whole lotta ass
She give me the cooties, boy
(Phenom Da Don nigga)
My bitches, bad (Bitch)
And she ain't going for that (Naw)
Got every color Birkin bag (Every color)
Just to make them
a care
With the sureshot MCs for the affair
Now, I'm not as tall as the rest of the gang
But I rap to the beat just the same
I got a little face
a care
With the sureshot MCs for the affair
Now, I'm not as tall as the rest of the gang
But I rap to the beat just the same
I got a little face
on the brace again
We beat down London, slayed LA
Got an APB on the jams we play
So when you're on the stage quit grabbin' your cock
Cause we're the new kings
When 16 ain't enough
It's funny niggas, it's been on my mind lately
When 16 ain't enough, having a dope beat, dope idea
16 bars ain't enough!
How
fooled
By this fassfood
Don't mean to be rude dude
But thats what they call fassfood
This sht is for real
This ain't no fkn interlude
I eat she eat she
blindness
Yea
Don't come easy for a lion
Zooming on a light bike
Blaster on me might bite
Gravy got me kite light
Lific in the zeitgeist
Tractor beaming tadi
Conquest heat master
Skin crack move faster
Doom watch got open eyes
Perversion never lies
[Chorus]
Disaster blaster
Disaster blaster
the MAG
Why the fuck would I beat his ass?
Four-O in my bank account but
I was sleep in class
Can't throw the word "broke" at me
I ain't seen a cast
She
At the Star Wars
His name was Yoda he was a Muppet
Darth Vader was so bad
And by the way he's Luke's dad
Luke kissed his sister his hand got cut off
In that
lean on top of these ice cubes
Beat done by Chucky
Did the show, hit the door
Bagged your bitch (easily)
And she ain't never leavin' me
Yo I came
lean on top of these ice cubes
Beat done by Chucky
Did the show, hit the door
Bagged your bitch (easily)
And she ain't never leavin' me
Yo I came
her, swear to God that I'm here for her
Last nigga got her caught up in the airport
She ain't had no pride, so she went and did a year for him
She
Heaven out of Hell, earn wages
Come on quirky pay me now
I got eighteen holes I'm goin' pow, pow, pow
And there ain't no music finer
She's a damn good song
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