Lyrics:
need nasty moods
Say I'd rather do
What I would I rather do
Now I'm Swangin
Rule number three
Don't trust nobody
They ain't riding
Just Stick w your
know what to do
You know out that office I continued to work
I signed so many papers, my fingers started to hurt
Then I shook off the pain, say this
they're just hatin' 'cause I motherfuckin' made it
Get a life, get a motherfuckin' life!
You don't wanna see what I can do with a knife
You don't wanna
to a show
How are you gonna get there
I got a car now but that's not the important part
What kind of car do you have
Its a Mitsubishi but Never mind that
Is
are watching me
Means too much to me so fuck what you believe
Talking down on my team no that's blasphemy
Know you gonna eat if you're after me
Or gangs
Pharoahe Monch, I'ma do it
(Yo, you gonna fuck that shit up, man) I got that kid like, whoa
I'm sayin', uh
Yo, you need to take some more, son
Yo, I take
you get like beyonce' and do the booty hop
Thoia thoing inspired by juice and hypnotic
It's like a virus and the whole world's got it
I had her
gonna have while we do more than just buzzing?
I can find a vibe at abandoned scenes
Sideline watching but I'm part of the team
Mind's not present but my
Oh you think we can't do it huh
No, look at me
No, no, no, no, no,
No, no, no, no, no,no
Look at me
God gave me this gift
And I'm usin' it
You just
To take my dying pain
And baby I want to
Do what you want me to
Don't ever go away
I'm never gonna let you go
I need you in my life girl
I need you by my
to have fun
[Chorus]
The phone rings in the middle of the night
My father yells what you gonna do with your life
Oh daddy dear you know you
the party
Turn the vibe
You better vibe like this cause ain’t nobody gonna hype like this
You better vibe like this cause ain’t nobody gonna hype like
never take what I got
For my underdog
Just copped new shoes
Whip on two two's
Dick down you two
Throw it on YouTube
Tell me what you'd do
If I
We taking pictures by the mall with your friends
What time zone you in
Send a filter
Just Snapchat me
I wasn't sure if you'd snap back again
Now
really need no help
She can do bad all by herself
Had me at hello like she was Adelle
Man that thang knock me out now I'm hearing bells
How you gonna do
the things past by
On a Sunday night
Who parties on a Sunday night?
No matter what we have a good time
We're probably gonna be just fine
How can I lose you
What you, what you gon'?
What you, what you gon'?
What you, what you gon' do?
What you wan' do, nigga?
What you, what you gon'? (What you want?)
What you, what you gon'?
What you, what you gon'?
What you, what you gon' do?
What you wan' do, nigga?
What you, what you gon'? (What you want?)
Throw em back, everybody gettin lit tonight we at the after party
Red cups whats up we on Baby
Seen a couple of honeys that don't phase me
Who's
unwrapping presents on Christmas
You gonna get the call back but this isn't no audition
After all this, you gon' get a call back
This ain't an audition but you
twenty
"I already gave you my lunch money what more do you want from me?"
He said, "Don't try to run from me, you'll just make it worse"
My palms were
a bay blade
We gonna spin you should have did your own right before you came with that shit
Tell me what you won't do
Cuz that smoke is what we want
You
after three
Downtown, what do you mean by, "Let's frug"?
You don't come home till 4 AM cause you're roaming
In the streets somewhere, downtown.
We
gotta shake you to the ground
But just give me, huh, what I know is mine
People do you hear me, just gimme the sign
It ain't much I'm asking, if you want
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