Lyrics:
I'm Dana Dane
Put a patch over your eye, fuck with my petty change
Fuck what you heard, for that bird I'm a dirty nigga
Laid to rest by the one you
off in this club
'Bout to get bent in this club
'Bout to get wild in this club
[2x]
[Verse 4 - R. Kelly]
Now any other time I would say it's over
don't rap but every month he drops
Flicking my ashes at the Undie cops
Pistol on me, hands in my pants like Kelly Bundy's pops
Naughty by nature, this
somewhere
Waving over the land of hero's brave and true
In this war with it's mad schemes of destruction
Of our country fair and our sweet liberty
By
good company minluh
The way she break it like Kelly
She say a trap boy is her type
Got money on her mind
Working a 9 to 5
Trynna make it on tiktok get
somewhere
Waving over the land of hero's brave and true
In this war with it's mad schemes of destruction
Of our country fair and our sweet liberty
By
Yeah this joint right here is dedicated to
All the Machine Gun Kelly
MGK haters out there we call this one
"International Haters Anthem"
I cordially
like a gorilla straight up out the damn wood
As I a kid man I used to play tug of war, now I grab chicks
By the hair and play rug a war. I'm a king baby
over there
Then pop, pop, pop, more round of bottles
Then pop, pop, pop, R. Kelly follows
Then shit here like hard to swallow
Only real niggas here
Big steppa back in this bitch like what cracking lil bitch
And I'm throwing up Ks know I'm stacking that shit
It's big Kelly Park nahh I'm never
She is handsome, she is pretty
She is the belle of Belfast City
She is a-courting one, two, three
Please, won't you tell me who is she?
Let
Three passports, Three first class tickets to the money
Straight flights
I live by the cold war
Drove from round the globe
All I need is
ghostly
Rush me, 'cause you ain't gonna live to roast me
I'll have my motherfuckin' ass kicked by Moby
If I let some bitch in the can like 'Bis cop over
somewhere
Waving ov'er the land of hero's brave and true
In this war with it's mad schemes of destruction
Of our county fair and our sweet liberty
By
of Emilia-Romagna. It’s a warm September morning and the piazza is crowded with people, watched over by the lofty bell tower of the 12th century Basilica of San
hangin
What earthquake say is wrong in a relationship
We a corporation lets take over the nation
Let me get up with u girl
Don't be trippin on yo guy
the shit you sent him by mail
Let's going to deal with it
It ain't no worth it
How to get over, you blame on me! Now you get over over me!
You're just
Joe,are Kelly,Mary J,Faith,Mariah and Sade
Made the Whole world sing many times,many ways
But you are
You're the perfect love song
You're voice is
earthquake say is wrong in a relationship
We a corporation lets take over the nation
Let me get up with u girl
Don't be trippin on yo guy he gone be up when
Kelly, can you handle this?
Michelle, can you handle this?
Beyonce, can you handle this?
I don't think they can handle this
My boy Roc, can you
since 3rd grade
I do have an operation which is dropping verses in my rap songs
But I rehearse on them before I record them
clright, I guess it's over
3rd grade
I do have an operation which is dropping verses in my rap songs
But I rehearse on them before I record them
Alright, I guess it's over
Shout
Kelly, can you handle this?
Michelle, can you handle this?
Beyoncé, can you handle this?
I don't think they can handle this
My boy Roc, can you
the hell is over there
Then pop, pop, pop, go a round of bottles
Then pop, pop, pop, R. Kelly follows
This shit here like hard to swallow
Only real niggas
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