Sinbad / Night of the Living Dead
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Ay, ay, ooh Ay, ay, ooh Yeah If you looking for me, follow the drip They follow the drip, they slip and fall You give em a sip, they beg for more I pick up my bible, I’m ready for war We in America looking for more I knock once or twice, then I’m kicking the door I had to grow up before I could glow up From Donnell Rawlings to Donnell Jones My body don’t carry a hostile bone Drop off a load, then I drop her at home She thinks I’m narcissistic She posting memes, I told her be more specific Burn all the sages you want It ain’t gon save you when I’m burning all the bridges Ay, ooh, ay, ooh I’m back in my bag, I’m black and I’m proud I’m back on the brown, Cola and Crown She backing it up, I’m backing her down She wanna know more, she asking around But why you wanna hear if from them I don’t write lyrics, I write what I hear in my spirit I'm clearing my sins with a hymn, ahem When God got a message He CC us all But y’all only see when it’s visible I pray all my exes act like they don’t see me, pretend like we both are invisible This is a Y and a H, not a L and a V, but I am gonna Luie the visuals Make sure you chew with ya mouth closed The next time you biting my style like it’s edible My man got the tool like Sinclair Gold hoop earring like Sinbad Slick like gel when I’m in hair Little ole me got em big mad My mans got the tool like Sinclair Gold hoop earring like Sinbad Slick like gel when I’m in hair Little ole me got em big mad Yeah yeah, Sinbad Yeah, Sinbad Yeah, Sinbad Gold hoop earring like Sinbad Yeah, Sinbad Yeah, Sinbad Ay, ooh, Sinbad Little ole me got em big mad My man got the tool like Sinclair Gold hoop earring like Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Let's work, yeah I won’t never put my trust into no dog hoe I cut my losses long before you cut me off tho I spent two days in the crib feeling awful But now I’m back from the dead, and I’m back on yo head Rest in peace, now I’m back from the dead End piece, now it’s back to the bread Yeah, now I’m back from the dead, rest in peace End piece, now it’s back to the bread Before the Rony’s hit you couldn’t get a hand shake She sent a text and she'll be waiting for the reply Three dots get her hype, hit the backspace All the access you had has been denied Now I’m good, and I’m back on my bully That ain’t my girl if I ain’t put her in a Yellow House hoodie I see how you niggas moving funny I ain’t his brother he just need something from me Pretty nigga so my standards is high huh Your baby daddy ain’t as handsome as I huh When we talking keep your hands at your side huh I use her booty for my hand exercise huh Now I’m back from the dead, rest in peace End piece, now it’s back to the bread Yeah, now I’m back from the dead, rest in peace End piece, now it’s back to the bread Rest in peace
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