Lyrics:
Only my mama get to call me by my first name
I go hard for the city where she birthed me
Got water by the case if you thirsty
And only time I share
think about it it’s just something you do
Ima keep it #100
I see you while I’m dreaming
N I need for them to come tru
N you give me the reasons
To think
the enchilada plate
My name is James but the girls call me God when I'm humpin'
I should get a gold medal for broad jumpin'
Rappers, talkin' bout, back
run, run, run, runaway (play it, James)
I'm a-walking in the rain
Tears is falling and I feel the pain
Wishing you were here by me
To end this
ass sound
Up and coming artist's got identity crisis
Cause whenever you you the labels turn you away
But when you me you think of a way
To cast
It's ya Boy Defkawn
You're now tuned into Reflections
A Mixtape by Dank Zavala
Produced by Nez
Y'all know what it is, Let's Go!
Don't worry about me
grabbed him by the coat
[ CHORUS ]
Baby
Don't try to save me
People
Just let me be
Fucker
I'm not your brother
Step back
Rick James, respect that
[ Slug ]
wall
Only difference is Chuck might give you that call
To march on Friday, yeah, it's kind of frightening
Let me move so I don't get hit by the bolt
undercover
No wonder my life is fun
It's just like school after summer
It's a bummer when others throw
They fun into the gutter gives me shudders
You're tough
give up
See the pretty countryside
Compromise is the bottom line, let me tell you
Merrily we roll along, roll along
And if you know
soldiers like Romans (Romans)
And my wrist shine, it glowin' (glowin')
Need boats for my water, I'm rowin'
I'm rowin'
You give me a beat and I go in, I go in
in something
Uuuh
She like I don't wanna take you serious
Cause I know you always up to something
Uuuh
Treeshing
Nah I ain't you girl I'm on some me
no dough, fo'sho'
You can be my best friend but Em might get mad
Don't call me Daddy bitch, I fuck better than your dad
Let me get up in that ass
you who
Give me some time, I'll be paying my dues
Keep shit in motion, got nothing to lose
Setup my game, I've got something to prove
Sorry I'm late,
baby
Ahh ohhhh
Walk up in the building and them folks respect me
When your in the game you gotta treat it like a track meet
Trynna live life just do it
hit, fuck you thought'
Bum bitch smokin' that Newport
Hoe keep talkin' 'bout 'fuck me"
Man, fuck that bitch
Hoe told you she ain't fuck me'
Man, I
just something to keep you by until you find something
Different or
Something you like
Your beautiful with all that makeup but I want to wake up next
favor, give you a flavor that you gone savor
I pack a punch, I'm sweet and sour just like now and later's
I live by the code, I die by the code
Won't catch
with this tool
Just cause the name say Goodie, you take us for fools
Out they rabbit ass mind, don't give me mine, I go off like mines
Blowing suckers
the bomb
Kamikaze
I'm going clear
You can't see me
Met a beauty called becky
Her back got jiggle like jelly
Put my dick in her belly
She doesn't want it
aback by the brunt of it all
Keeping track of the people who called
Exing out all the bullshit is all
Take a number, bitch I'll give you a call
Tell me
hooka smokes
She gives me headdaches man
And when my sack gets low
Sweet Mary swings on by
Breaks me off something proper
?That bowl king sized swagger?
how to shoot back
It Got to a point
They said James
How do you do that?
Got to the point
They said James
Where your group at?
Do it by myself
So that
fam, the crazy fans
Y'all saw something in me even when nobody gave a damn
Pulse gave a nigga a bag before I had a buzz
Gotta give Lauren and Ash some
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