Lyrics:
gettin' straight pissy, and, oh, yeah, we puffin' on one of them thangs too
You blamin' who? You maimin' who? I know you ain't bringin' that lame crew
Big
gettin' straight pissy, and, oh, yeah, we puffin' on one of them thangs too
You blamin' who? You maimin' who? I know you ain't bringin' that lame crew
Big
at the clock
And g shock
I don't deal with socket wrenches
But I got hammers for the ratchets
When they come around I
Disappear like David Blaine that's magic
(mane)
Let me remind you that I am the king of R&B (mane)
Do you know what that means?
That means if you love your chick
Don't bring her to the v-i-p
relationships
be datin' chicks I had no business makin' relations with
Stationed in the grips of Satan and sin
While he was patiently waitin' for your man David
what's up, with a bad chick behind me givin shoulder
Rubs, they used to be like who is that?
Now they know what's up, yeah they know it's us, they always
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
chicks to stop tailgating
I guess you know by now who's number one
Brooklyn, Brooklyn that's where I'm from
(Number one)
So if you got beef better
me
Sometimes I'm my own worst enemy
Do you decide to give into the lies
With Deliliah's who comfort, by the side
Who never meet your needs but fulfill
? You namin' who?
I know you ain't bringin' that lame crew
Big Boi, they the phat sacks
She pretty D, all they same, boo
But I'm backed by
I need a girl who'll ride for me (Keep her self real fly)
Damn near die for me (Staying by my side)
Go to court for me (Stand up and cry)
Pay my
ballin')
Ballin' like a bitch (bow, bow)
Watch me take your chick
Uh, snapback, nigga, back up in this bitch (bitch)
Throw 'em by the hunnids, watchin'
He's got the smile of a king on a desert isle,
who's been pleased by the dancing girls.
He's got the grin on his chin that's up to style,
with
you're askin' for Tuesday
What the fuck is that? Who is Tuesday?
See the problem started when my Tuesday bitch wanted a Friday slot
And I gave it to her
chick yea that's what I like
If that's you babygirl let's slide
My crown royal I got one for you
This King need a queen by spring no coil
Got ice got
am I worth kissin?
1 - I hate the ones that don't suck no (ow)
I hate the ones who date them dumb chicks
I hate the ones who want to get you for
let's go
Step up out the club wit a dizzy head
I got two chick that got dizzy legs
I'm bout to double up (One on each arm)
You know I'm bout
and bro got a whip we ain't playing
What the hell is you saying we lit
Drop a bag on them brand new kicks
Hurt me can't spare no chick
Bernie Mac like who
you'll ever get
So if she's hesitant to get the hint
I'll bet you that I get the message sent who she's messing with
Hella quick when I tell a chick not
What's the price of being King?
What it cost?
Just to live out all your dreams
Who it cost?
Guess you gotta see a lot of things
To be the boss
Ain't
or fall
Slaughtered by the daughter of God
That makes me a Goddess, the one who rocks the hardest
Uh, uh, definitely show and prove
Lyrics hit like
Ra, Ra, Ra, Ra, Ra, Ra
R, rugged and rough, that's how I do it
A, Allah, who I praise to the fullest
K, keep it movin'
I stand alone
M, it's
triggered by this porcupine prick
But I'm done with this shit
Oh this chick keeps talking slick-click
Done with this shit-yea
Last minute shift like I'm
Done
descendent
From David's line according to human side
The night He was crucified
We can say God died
Who, who do me say that I am (Yeah)
That they denying my
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