Lyrics:
Lee (Houie Lee)
Patek bust down
Turn around
Watch my feet (Watch my feet)
Pussy boy talkin' down, you bow-less (Bow-less)
Groupie bitches got 'em body
talking about JPEGMAFIA
went and gave the Peggy name to JPEGMAFIA
and that ain't no shade hope my brother never lie to ya
Crying was the obvious
When I
And put it in your upper pocket
Once and for all
Lee
If I take this ring will it make the magic work
Don't forget
That my life
Is on the line
Its true
How
Equipped, never slip with tongue twister
All my styles that's buckwild
No fake rap, I push pounds
I flip mad scripts and hips, I hit
So bring the goya oh
the return
I'm on a spiritual high, smoke that lyrical lime
My cutties keep vanilla shit in the sky
Even if it's laced, I roll piff to get by
The burner
Airs (check)
Mean bucket (uh huh)
Armadale in the club, couple of duckets (yeah)
Couple chicks by my side, let's ride
All I need
That new coupe (got
Airs (check)
Mean bucket (uh huh)
Armadale in the club, couple of duckets (yeah)
Couple chicks by my side, let's ride
All I need
That new coupe (got
Equipped, never slip with tongue twister
All my styles that's buckwild
No fake rap, I push pounds
I flip mad scripts and hips, I hit
So bring the goya oh
Equipped, never slip with tongue twister
All my styles that's buckwild
No fake rap, I push pounds
I flip mad scripts and hips, I hit
So bring the goya oh
Peggy on the scene, so I pray 'fore I'm fuckin' they bitch
'Cause they know that lyin' is a sin, but she used it to get by us, woo
One in the head
it up talkin' stackin' racks
I feel that that's my bounce back (bounce back)
Pou' my cup I twist blunts
I'm lit livin' life don't give a fuck (no
was more than love
I and my Annabel Lee
With a love that the winged seraphs of Heaven
Coveted her and me
But our love, it was stronger by far
Than
and God only knows that kept Peggy
straight cuz in the very next year my Aunt Dorothy was the late,
more beautiful than the word it was like killing
all the time
You know I'm thrill'd by your charms
You're my kind of woman 'and that's no lie
Hoping all that's wrong will turn out right
Now I'm beat
me
See my mind is like the water, wave goodbye to your pride
I'll leave you bruised (Bruce) like Lee
Doing this until the day, that my name, rings
out’cho mouth"
Smack, humbled by my eternal authority
"So what now?"
I, I got styles upon styles of styles
Piles and miles of ‘em to make you smile
I got
and smack somethin
I'm wild dude, you could probably find me on side two
If not I'm a holla like Ja Rule, get a dollar from my boo
And go and by a juice
of the story as you will see
Is that from now on, the greatest rapper is me
MC's, you're jockin' my style, you're jockin' my style, boy
You're jockin' my style
heifers, back in style again
You ain't had no juicy Lucy till you've been loved by one of them
She's the kind of woman that drinks her coffee in a great big
It was supposed to be a war song
A love song
Talk about us
Not the virus
Us
Wike Lee
Buhari oh
Mandela lee
Make una see oo
Wike lee
Buhari oh
Azikiwe
Red laces big booted like I’m Iraq bound
That frown will get you ate by
My cannibal from Sac Town
So relax pal, pat down, gat down, bat down
Blackout
but
Your shouts is in vain
Cause you drowned out by the
Buzz that's surrrounding my name, you lame
The mic is something that you
Can't pry from me shout
And the stories they'll go on and on
And it's sad to say
But that's the way it should be
Sweet memories and sweet stories of Rosa Lee
Oh Rosa Lee
Oh Rosa Lee
King Jay to the planet Visualize it
Tell my government legalize weed
Shiiii. Wanna drag that shi higher
I don high like this
F***ing GONNO speck
My
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