Lyrics:
Know that you want part for your money
I know you bless everyday
And, I want you to thank
You for myself, my dancers
Musiciens, productions, audio, video
Bomb ass pussy
Bomb, oh, you got that bomb, know you got it
Bomb, oh, you got some bomb-ass pussy
Bomb, I know you got that bomb, bomb pussy
without Finesse is like
The NBA without Jordan
So all you new jacks kickin' wack raps
It's a fact that I'll be on
Your fuckin' back like a knapsack
It ain't
by
And personally say thank you
You're making me good money i'm
Making you good money
T notices Harley
You're lucky man you got a bad bitch
Oh, that
high don't talk to me don't speak
I just hotboxed a Jeep that shit mufuckin stink and I
Took the doors off the Jeep to feel the breeze
My bitch pussy so
let it cure all the pain
Findin' serenity watchin' the rain, that's the only way I can feel sane and
When it all falls down, will I be the one you call?
come from that video
You know, L.A. traffic, how the city slow
She was sittin' down on that big butt
But I was still starin' at the titties though
am I? The plug?
Nothin' that can save you, your life is now above
I wouldn't even give a fuck if you and I were blood
No one lent their helpin'
Do you listen to hip-hop
Life in a dune
Rest in peace to money fold-a
Getting wiser, getting older
That just means I'm fucking way OG
Hero pins on my
I got to go back to church again too, God is everywhere
But they need to accept God
That's what you should say
Dear God
Please do not
Take my mother
a chicken when
You throw that thang
She got me hotter than a oven
The way that she talk
Switching to freaky so I'm loving
The way that she walk
You looking
Bomb ass pussy
Ma ooh you got that bomb, know you got it
Ma ooh, you got some bomb ass pussy
Ma I know you got that bomb bomb pussy
(Whachu
Bomb ass pussy
Ma ooh you got that bomb, know you got it
Ma ooh, you got some bomb ass pussy
Ma I know you got that bomb bomb pussy
(Whachu
the girl in the top five videos
By tomorrow this will be number one
In or way upside down on the pole
Pretty mama you know your dead wrong (Get jiggy gal)
side of me
They saying I'm looking like a lady
They say that love has gone and changed me
But don't be fooled by everything you see
Gotta let
chat wit the AMA
And chat wit the Activists
Let's chat
Yeah i talk without a filter everyday
Why
Cause that's the American way
Yeah I talk without
but God gave this this talent
Not bragging but bitches like you are so tragic
What's happin
People like you talk that madness
I'm focused on me but
back
I'm obsessed now, oh gee
Is that supposed to be me
In the video with the goatee?
Wow Mariah, didn't expect you to go balls out
Bitch shut
talking off
And getting egged on by A&Rs who, soon as your shit fallin' off, they walkin' off
And if you rappers diss us and ours just know that you dead
you know, that’s alright by me
I don’t give a damn bout what you think
Talk your trash and kiss my ass cause I ain’t gonna change
They don’t like
're getting excited and best you relaxed
Bro, you got me confused like some closet Homo
But further more well discuss that shit after the show
Any way I made
And discuss dirty sex wit a
Kid that's only thirteen you sick bitch
I hope I never catch you right
Imma slit your throat wit the jagged
Edge of a survival knife
with skills that are clever
But I escape by wandering from this world to the next
A hero in every story-with the video games I trek
I don't drink
Full fledged, monster with a jagged edge
It's in season
December's calling my name or maybe that was Emy
I gave her dollars and dollars, all I got
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