Lyrics:
all of the
Bullshit that ya
Brought to the table
I know you're more than able to be
Nothing to me
Snap yo fingers like that
It's that fast
Be gone from
to say hi
Standin' there like a mime and let the chance pass by
Back of my mind, "He could change your life
With all these beats I did, at least let him
to say hi
Standin' there like a mime and let the chance pass by
Back of my mind, "He could change your life
With all these beats I did, at least let him
Jae Millz)
Yea . . . you know we had to do this right here
All hoods, stand up
All rude bwoys
(Cam'Ron)
It's the remix, Killa, Dip Set
Harlem, mo
to realize what I told you when
I was 16? I was dead ass
Yo, what Vegas got me favored to win by?
It don't matter
I'm gonna cover the spread fast
You had a 16
you not a bartender
I take her home and we drank liquor and I lick her
Snap yo fingers, do your step
You can’t do this by yourself
Let me help you
Your
send you packin'
Yo' boy love actions if we on a TEC
Sneak up and lets the slugs snap-in
Your chest section, Death has now stepped in
Bitch, should have
ooh ooh, ooh ooh
Lets get gone
Walk it out
(Now walk it out think bout it, aaahhh snap)
Now rock rock rock rock
You can do it all by yo'self
I'mma buy
my fingers and they
Snapping your neck
Hop on the beat and I snap like a Camera
Breaking and entering traps like I'm Santa
Not asking no bitch I'm not
Assassination
Yo (sounds of the)
I'm going away for a bit, when I'm back
Nobody's saying my name in their raps
When I get angry, man, I move anti
Turn Big
surrounded by dripping candles
I'll poke my fingers through your
Eyes like scissor handles
The robots talk to me in uteral, like
(Mac your our planet's secret
I'll treat you bitch like a give, hold up
I'm a pass yo bitch, like a give and go bro, and all my blunts are pearled, they all finger rolled bro
I'm
on the dance floor
Girl, it's you that I adore
Step on stage, you scream for more
Afrika got rhymes galore
Snap my fingers, make you mine
If not, I'll
Yo I can just spit a verse
At you or get personal
These clothes is so cheap
And in the Total Slaughter house you wore
The same outfit the whole week
she don't know how to act
Always talkin' out her neck, makin' her fingers snap
She like, "Listen Jigga Man, I don't care if you rap
You better
promise you'll find the key
To that punchline, feelin' just fine
Let the abyss of my mind, my mind consume
Snap my fingers like Thanos and Bobby Boy
Intro:
Uh, uh, come on
Anne Anne Anne Hathaway
Uh Wes Quave
Uh yo it's Pierre
It's the remix
Come on
I wanna dance babe
You've got a cute way
floor
Girl, it's you that I adore
Step on stage, you scream for more
Africa got rhymes galore
Snap my fingers, make you mine
If not, I'll snap a second
on the dance floor
Girl, it's you that I adore
Step on stage, you scream for more
Afrika got rhymes galore
Snap my fingers, make you mine
If not, I'll
on the dance floor
Girl, it's you that I adore
Step on stage, you scream for more
Afrika got rhymes galore
Snap my fingers, make you mine
If not, I'll
attacking leo dicap
Whenever I choose to rap
They wanna do a remix
But ya bitch love my features
I could tell by her get up
Probably have a kid if I let her
Yo
I go by the name of Dame Jones
I'm with my crew
And we gon' show y'all what we be snacking on
Ya dig
Ok
Hot Cheetos and Takis
Hot Cheetos
Slowly I turn, step by step
Through the backwindow, I crept
Silent as a mouse on a set
While everybody in the house slept,
I disconnect the phones
up the whole scene (brrt), fur on the monster bed
Layin' next to the stove, I gotta bag
Twelve-twelve, fingers on cramped, grab the pipes by
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