Lyrics:
What's trending
Big butts
What's trending
Hard drugs
What's trending
Nigga get shot
What's trending
Trump tweets
Anything sex is the number one topic
out here fishin
But just know that most of us are wishing
To vibe in peace
And jam with ease
So can y'all please
Just let me get back to
Vibin
Vibin
or Scot La Rock
But they can get bust
Get robbed, get dropped
I don't play around
Nor do I fuck around
And you can tell by the bodies that are
Khaled said, y'all know he don't like losin' (he don't)
How he get the number one album over Khaled (how?)
When he be out here tossin' other niggas'
new shit from prada
You tryin' to get a rich baby father
I'm tryin to forget you by tomorra
This ain't rocket science
Ain't no rock buyin, just
ain't gonna rush tryin' to find Ms. Right
But by the looks of it you seem like the perfect fit
If your personality's right baby you're it
I'm studying you
a visit
'Cause you're there daily, guards tryin' to get your number
You don't dare tell me, tongue kissin' steady humpin'
Tryin' to touch you somethin'
comparisons are made too often
Tryin' to run the game, Christopher Walken
Started makin' music in my friend's apartment
Now I'm gettin' bigger and bigger
This is where the young folks are born
And the old people die
We're just tryin to get by
Tell em meet me at the crossroads
If your the good
my picture is takin'
One click of the flash and punk niggaz are breakin'
To the door, tryin' to join my fan club
Lipstickin' over one of my dubs
myself
Eternally verbally, I have numbers, succumb to time outs
In rhyme bouts you'll dial 9, just to get a line out
Known fact or factors
took a fall
That's how it goes down
Dope fiend still get high
While dope dealers barely get by
You better get your life right
You want to live in
Little bitches like R Kelly
I'm the reason all of these niggas looking scary
All my niggas we gone leave this life daily
I want a bitch from San Diego
intuition
I'm guessing it's another failed mission
And I'm tryin
And I'm tryin
And I'm tryin
To be by you
And I'm tryin
And I'm tryin
And I'm tryin
To be
that dark skin I love
Chocolate girls stand up
(Get em baby)
[Bridge: R. Kelly with Mario adlibs]
Uh
I gotta have that dark chocolate
(Can you give it
I'ma see you in Hell (inhale)
Battle rap? Boy you wouldn't win a debate
The type of legacy I got
You don't get by mistake
Man don't let them amp you up
everything you need.
See, your catch for the day, is me... on a platter.
It's chef boy R. Kellz, remix, I'm the writer
Now I recommend you do the taste test
goes down
[Verse Two]
Dope fiend still get high
while dope dealers barely get by
You better get your life right
you wanna live in the 'burbs with your
the bak seat
Same number you can call me when you get that urge
Still got 25 cars, money to splurge
(Holler at me)
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Call me a playa 'cause
to someone you miss
But you didn't didn't have to cut me off like
The numbers we'd paint by are all out of order
That's not a complaint but I'm telling you
fight this
[Chorus]
The devils are probably lyin' (runnin' round and lyin')
Tryin' to move out
Is he gonna take my crown?
Gotta get up, stand up,
Many good breaks have come my way
Since I began to sing and play
I got a good gig and I make a big buck
Been smiled on by lady luck
Good friends are
we do too silly man
[Chorus: V.I.C.]
Get silly, Get silly, Get silly, Get silly,
Get silly, Get silly, Get silly, Get silly
[V.I.C.]
Yeah, I'm
times for the homies in the chow hall (Whoa)
Three times for them hoes on the internet
Shittin' on niggas when they really should get out more
Four
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