Lyrics:
[Hook: Mary J. Blige]
E-ve-ry-day, You know you gotta hustle baby
You can't knock the hustle ba-by
E-ve-ry-day, You know you gotta hustle baby
You
the dude they like
They call all men dogs cause ya'll prove 'em right
Until they get confused an' wanna choose a dyke
An' ya right hand man that you
without you, baby, they're ain't no future
(Miss you, miss you, miss you) yeah, oh no
(Oh, I) oh, I (oh, I)
I miss you, baby
(Miss you, miss you) I
y'all stand tall
Like buildings on Van Dyke's, all mics
Beats strike like a noisy four train late night
Chase got New York for the Life, we out
where your face went
Lyrically I murder you without a trace
Down the drain, where the case went
I got my bitch rocking Chanel and all that
Fall back
the justice you love went up in flames
Talking bout the system set up by the republicans
Countless murders, they still get out on bail
Where’s the justice in
accounts
But shit, then again, maybe I do
He was surrounded by love
He was surrounded by love
Maybe I do, he was surrounded by love
(Without you I'm
the ten in Tennessee, when I see you, I'ma get you right
Fuck nigga tryna run on me, with my J's on, I'm takin' flight
Slap a nigga like Will Smith, don't
we have an artillery
Can't go without my stripe, just like a dyke, I know you feelin' me
Oppositions talking about drilling me, rappers talking about
to this
Can you sit the fuck down and vibe to this
Sit the fuck down and vibe to this
Roll up a J and then vibe to this
Roll up a J to get by
I got a scar
a shatterproof
Benz, and all my men's are tattle proof
My mic is a dyke, my life is a light
A Day to God is a Thousand Years, how long is a night?
You get trapped
the Hardee's man
Army van, instead of lookin' for a Bentley to cop
'Cause as of late, being a rapper is the deadliest job
Why you think I got like six guns
without you, baby, they're ain't no future
(Miss you, miss you, miss you) yeah, oh no
(Oh, I) oh, I (oh, I)
I miss you, baby
(Miss you, miss you) I
I've been feeling lonely
Its not my fault
I've been drinking slowly
Its not my fault
Coz u left me
All by myself tonight
Now i'm drinking
And I
you niggas dykes
I'm surrounded by the real
That's why I keep the guys right with me
And nowadays, no, it's not that many
Can't imagine my life without
(nope)
Run up, all I know is take, tryna be sponsored by Drac' (Draco)
Reach for this chain, I don't play, for sure you see fire in your face (fire)
He
love life yes
You got the right one
Can we do it wit the lights on
I'm bout to turn this pipe on
I know I got some dickgame could even turn a dyke
in this bitch
Let 'em know!
My name is Van Dyke Gordy
I'm a fucking gang leader
Come to shoot your whole porch up
I know today's Easter
And you
You can reach into your pocket
While I reach into my mind
Clarity is so divine
We just single the design
The physical we inherit
By visions on TV
dock, I make your whore like cock
Because before me, shorty was a poor dyke twat
Im not the type to like to keep the shit fair when I'm fightin'
If I
strapped up like a dyke
She let me hit you ain't hittin' right
I hit it first like Ray J, shout out to Davy my DJ
Made a flick with yo hoe it's on replay
living without a lil' bit of sorrow
I'm having motion all over the south and I'm tammat from Lovejoy all way down to Morrow
You could have her wrapped
a dyke in a relationship, you really wanna be the man
Like Nick Cannon, nigga, shit, I just wanna make a band
I can't lie, I fuck with wock, but only
the new Vans
Oh I'm so cool I wear that Stussy with my Truey jeans
We don't care nigga fuck U all and fuck your dreams
Fuck your false perception, we gon'
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