Lyrics:
skanks on the way up
Oh, bitch thinks she's heaven-sent
It's evident that she ain't never been with seven inches
Yes, I said seven, I measured it
Seven
Oh, so you say, "That's it, I gotta leave this place
I don't care what these people think
I'm just sittin' here makin' myself nauseous
With this ugly
can hear the sound
Of a two-day old you sayin' "gaa gaa goo"
And right then all I could think of was you
I really didn't care what she chose to do
Like,
the happy guy I used to be
Lord, you know, she thinks I still care
Well, if she's happy thinking I still need her
Yea, let that silly notion bring her
up, " Nicki says
Standing up to count the votes
No one moves "All in favor of ‘All Eyes on
You'?" She is persuasive
Making hip-hop work in the pop world
love the darkest hood
But also the brightest suburb
To think I would just despise the folks because I'm broke and white it's absurd
I'm told be tight
smoke, I don't drink, I don't sip
I am too focused on getting these chips
Man, these motherfuckers don't think like a hustler
They bound to go broke
And I'm still not free (not free)
You still wanna hate me (yeah)
You still wanna stone me (stone me, yeah)
Still wanna chain me (chain me, yeah)
I think
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
Oh, so you say, "That's it, I gotta leave this place
I don't care what these people think
I'm just sittin' here makin' myself nauseous
With this ugly
said that
The dull ones would never understand Cass to
The men she was simply a sex machine and they
Didn't care whether she was crazy or not
And Cass
that's all she wrote
Streets like cold Chicago
Ain't nothing new, I've seen it all before
But still I ball like no tomorrow
Goodnight, it's over with,
Amazing Grace
She super anxious waiting for a taste
Papi in the trap like Rob Base
I served my man' uncle raw base
He still feel some typa way to this day
I
the happy guy I used to be
Lord, you know, she thinks I still care
Well, if she's happy thinking I still need her
Yea, let that silly notion bring her
dude, thinkin' I won't kill you
Because I'm a friendly dude? Judge a book by its cover
That's sum' you should never do, ain't no typo, but my TEC's gon'
used to be
Lord, you know, she thinks I still care
Well, if she's happy thinking I still need her
Yeah, let that silly notion bring her cheer
Oh
Wit' rent still?
A bitch won't make it past first
Base if I curve her
Unless she got Angels In The In Field
I keep a 40 below, a 45
You add the wind
your girl and Billy
You invited him to go to her house
She think you Willy
And then she leans over and says I love you
You still pretending she's your
nice to TJ
And Isaiah he's the main DJ
Done dissing I think she a furry
Therapist is it Shannon or Shirley
You think you won, but you lost
Talking all that and you finna pay the cost
Now you know I am on top
She want smoke, I'll show 'em what it cost
(You
shit she lemme hit once
Niggas still in the wing t imma real pro
Dr Mario my pluggie hit me with a pill bro
ICU I'm smoking cookies with my lil bro
sports or anything really i
Felt neglected by my family
Growing up as well i've had
Many ideas that always felt
Superior compared to others, I
Knew that my
my room
It's like flowers and mint gum
She smell like perfume
She's my dirty laundry when we hide beneath the covers
And I don't just think I like her
I'm surrounded by my friends
Random ends on some staircase
So much for a first date
I just had a show
And I asked if she could meet me after
Maybe
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