Lyrics:
walking if you're talking the grape vine
I'll waste time. Need to take on the job at hand.
Got skills for this professional typical certified wise man
From
need, yeah, yeah
If it ain't good for me, yeah
How did you do this, you're professional
How did you do this, to get the way you wanna go
How did you
Run it up know what's up
Y'all calling my, name y'all know
That I winning I keep it
Professional for the, business now run
It up run it up y'all
and glisten and shine, you gon' need you some sunblock
Thousands of grams on grams and certified stones, it came on a timeclock
All of my woadies coyotes, we
guardian
You got dinner with me, one night
I’m guarding her, forgive me tonight
I’m a certified fine women lover
Puss satisfied
Divine collision supper
How
I'm being honest
You are a
Professional liar
I think it's time you retire
Cause I ain't here for that shit no more
Tell me what the fuck for
I ain't
knowledge motivate me till im satisfied
So much shit that i achieved cant let you take my pride
Affiliated with the money know im certified
Gotta always win
of the west
Of my all time fav
Grab a pound, smoke it down to an 8th
Throw up the west with respect
Hope ya Bank Funds Fat
I'm a certified Mac, making certified
where ya girl be.
If you wanna find me.
Baby you can google me.
You ain't even gotta ask nobody bout me.
I'm certified on the internet read about it
If
to what I did
I can't love you
'Cause we're supposed to have professional boundaries
I'd like you to be schooled and in awe
As though you were kissed
know where your girl be
If you want to find me, baby, you can Google me
You ain't even gotta ask nobody 'bout me
I'm certified on the internet, read
checked this year, but I'ma chill
I ain't gotta tell that they fake, in time, it will
When it come to being certified, I'm signed and sealed
Signed
but an apron wearing 6 inch heels
You're so loveable, beautiful, crushable, and cuffable
Professional, flexible, submissive, and sexual
Irreplaceable,
fracture
Damn, professional certified madman
What? I guess you can never understand
Son, why my life's like that?
Sociopath paranoia that's my life threat
to him, that nigga's a certified hater
I'll be damned if I give her a dime or a cent, I'm fucking this bitch and I don't even pay her
Got three point five
Absolutely no one under 17 will be admitted
Without parent or certified adult guardian
They'll fry your brain, they're sick as hell
Jolly good fun,
saw
Call this the mc's noah's ark
DRV, raw diamond on the rise
Idolize the grind, cuz were certified
Lyrical surgery, cut em up murder guys
Blow like
microsoft certified professional I used to wear that lapel as my bragging right and then I did CCNA
I wasn’t focusing on school courses but rather I was
microsoft certified professional I used to wear that lapel as my bragging right and then I did CCNA
I wasn’t focusing on school courses but rather I was
pop my shit bang
I hit you with this 16 you get slayed
The professional
I clean up the mess that the clean
Up man left I'm telling you
May God help you,
admirer
Student loaner...continental drifter...professional day lifter
Spin doctor...self-referentialist...personal journalist
(bridge)
Word, its
and I'm a professional
In the sure knowledge
And practice of my faith
I stand ready to deploy
Engage and destroy
The enemies of God and of souls
In close
baptized in lukewarm water
While the sons of Adam stand stoic with stogies in hand like
Becoming a ghetto yogis apart of the plan, please
We guardians
my own syntax statistics since '96
With CPA certified assistance
I made a decision that my standards are above precision
The only thing I can honestly
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