Lyrics:
A parody of "Riding With Private Malone" (Written by Thom Shepherd and Weed Newton. Recorded by David Ball)
New lyrical adaptation by Cledus T. Judd
anytime
They ask me, I put on a line
They tell me, I do so anytime
Got passed by a lady named Nevaeh
I hope she doesn't call me later
She will never be
Used to keep 10 niggas with me like the commandments
5 left and I ain't even ask why that's how he planned it
Being loyal ain't an option no more
with me
Gold state, gold grills
I put on for the Betty White
Middle fingers for the peace
Tell them bitch niggas suck a dick
Man come and get me out
control and jurisdiction
'Cause a lot of road yutes have got a sickness, mentally
Like, look
My mummy always used to tell me this
"David, listen when
What the fuck'd I do? Diss a
Whole bunch of pussy ass rappers?
Well tell one of they pussy ass
To link up with me then, man
These niggas, y'all think
beneath the sheets
Only I can satisfy my god
Only know knows why I was ever born
Only I can tell me but I won't say a word
I can't talk anymore
Look I'm at the point in my life I cannot keep on going thinking that the Lord wasn't right
I might just pick up a mic and tell somebody that I am in
going stupid, disappear I feel like David Blaine (Yeah)
Shawty gon' go stupid
She give me all of her knowledge she give me that brain (What?)
Y'all just
sipping on your syrup
With a dutch full of purp
Let me tell ya what's gon happen dawg
This is why I'm rapping dawg
You catch time for the crime
And then
This is David Nevermind
And today's controversy is coming from yet another member
Or should I say members of the hip-hop community (ayo, tell Fab
Yeah yeah uhn uh uh uhn
Uh nuh uhn uh uh uhn
Got me singing not by power not by might
By the Father, Son, Holy Ghost
Yeah you know
want me dead but they scared to step to me
Rip they guts out like a hysterectomy
When beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite
Or get
I was in the storm I was in the warfare it gets so cold devil at my doorstep I was popping tremedol's I'm Tryna ease my pain you can't tell me how
Lots of people like you
But are you liking them back?
Tell me about Joshua
I am catching up to you, so
Just expect some competition
I will work my heart
Woooo
Woooo
Baby
Tell Me
Do you see the same things i see
Where I'm at and were I want to be
Break through the chains so we can be free
To down for
got a short receipt, can tell by your heart, you're weak
One thing 'bout this money
It's easy to get it, but trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep
is)
When a nigga ride by ya (By ya)
Ratchet niggas all with me (Wit me)
Man they might fire (Fire)
Smoking on that fire (Fire)
Through my supplier
I say a boy can only dream to be the greatest
I can't guarantee you, the wisdom that come with the aging
Rip, they tell me I look like my uncle David
I see your eyes everyday no I won't ever miss it
And if you let me shoot my shot I'm like Scotty Pippen (I'm like Scotty Pippen)
Seen my reflection
So if I fall, could the choir catch me?
I flew away, on a mountain, got tempted by Satan
Got bitten by a cobra, but the Lord took my venom
So who's
How do I deliver this
Twist it into licorice
I can tell you can see look at me difference
Long damn road with a long damn fight
But it aint gonna be
from the line of David, read Samuel
I tell you God is with us that's Immanuel
My young negus toting that heater
Need Jesus
Ex chick keep begging me
a row
Drop in the Six, 'cause I love them (HO!)
[Verse 1 - Nick Cannon]
Shorty I, only got one night in town, tell me baby where you down
Bushes we
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