Lyrics:
then blow it up
Used to get rejected when I texted
Now these hoes is counting what I'm projected
Number one in the draft, counting cash, going hard
what?
Outz in the area tearin' things up
I hit you bastards raps fast as Janet Jackson's coochie
Your raps is half mastered, mad average, wack booty
don give us big big slap
Based on say our voltage high
And the way we take dey turn up na die
Area people don call popo
They dey my door now dey knock
don give us big big slap
Based on say our voltage high
And the way we take dey turn up na die
Area people don call popo
They dey my door now dey knock
My team we need Patek on Patek on Patek
My team we ain't average we living so madness
My bitch she the baddest wherever I go
Yea I got a ting in your
start to seem like a distant memory. For some of us, it is going to be a rather wet and windy start to the day, with large areas of cloud, especially in
I can take ya down some
Old back roads
Get lost, have to find
Our way back home
Roll a spliff, get lit
In different area codes
We roll
On any old
to a skeleton
Popping at the lip, that is irrelevant
Gangster what you never been
Should've been intelligent
I'll bury ya, heat off in my area
Slide up on yo
Harder to kill than your average mutha phuckin' G.
Rolls with the uzi with that shit that will make your body drop.
Cause if your shot, tic toc and you
in action, (plays in action)
So fantastic, (so fantastic)
Tequlia for all the flute classes
We weren't ever meant to live average
So make it happen,
shit
To continue to make phat shit
And niggas know..the lyrical molestin is takin place
And when Da Brat is in your area your shit ain't safe
when you tapped in
Top 5 on a Top 10 ain't no average
I abide by my own set of rules that i was taught as a youngin
Turning nothing to something just so
Sober when I make songs I don't smoke no cabbage
Blues clues on my mind now cause I'm mad rich
Started off above all you lames I'm not average
Takin
burned (conspiranoia)
The areas of Jerry Brown's projected seventy-seven million-dollar (conspiranoia)
And then the Rothchild's (conspiranoia)
'Cause I
Levitate off my adlibs
Meditate off my passion
Hip Hip Heroes
Accelerate pass the average
Tip my crown for my balance
Generate thoughts imagined
Harder to kill than your average mutha phuckin' G.
Rolls with the uzi with that shit that will make your body drop.
Cause if your shot, tic toc and you
Bad bitch, savage
She aint your average
EA GVNG got'em
When we pull up damage
Shawty she balling
Just like Ginobli
She doing her damn thing
Shawty she
Goddamn, she badder than a motherfucker
Yeah uh
Let's make a movie!
Two superstars
Two big body coupes
Avatars
Them average niggas stay in they Econo
He can't stop, gotta get somewhere (haha)
My mind state these days make the average nigga afraid
Hurt 'em in the worst way, put it down for myself
He can't stop, gotta get somewhere (haha)
My mind state these days make the average nigga afraid
Hurt 'em in the worst way, put it down for myself
calculating the total area
Of the poem yields
The measure of it's greatness a sonnet
By Byron might score high on
The vertical but only average
Of Canada's largest metropolitan areas
Whether it be Toronto, Montreal, or Vancouver
Immigration plays an integral part in the development of multiculturalism
night a different area codes
Playing with fire
Smoke but don’t choke
Tell her bring a friend
Bring a friend
Playing with fire
Smoke but don’t
Technology screens, projected false realities, applause to the false prophets
Appalled waist, section 8, avalanche of wrong doing, early callings
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