Lyrics:
master
I have my boys masturbate on ya broad faster
Bag the hard in a plastic
And watch how I go hard on the 'Ave wit' it
I move a Jag tinted in ya
of overplayed
Her songs are catchy, but empty words conveyed
She's a master of manipulation, we're sold
A product of marketing, with a message that's old
with her is my goal, but
(What)
(What)
She fell in love with my potential
In a residential, we flying, going mental
Off that molly and some
Not thinking
dental
Watch me roll through, top down in ya residential
I swoop a honey, motel hotel
Scratches on my back cause I got more dick than Vitale
My No
Getta spitta witta bit of bitter marketing'
With skrilla then a fifth of henny liquor, start to twist it
Critics sit and shiver
In the slit of zillas
dealing was appealing
But the block club kept it from in front of our building
Gangsta rap-based filmings became the building blocks
For children with
just one letter
You see the puppet but not the threads
Remember the puppet master uses both hands together
Alerta! alerta!
Alerta que camina
El marketing
And the masters
That make the rules
Don't know us kids
What we think
Or how we live
Marketing what we like
Our fragile eggshell minds
And after we take a walk
What's up y'all? It's the mean-ster green-ster
This should be played in residential neighborhoods
Clubs, cars, at high volume
Get (?) wodies,
move to)
Patreon is how I will expand
(I got my master's in business and accounting)
Premium Snapchat grows my brand
(I also maybe got a minor in
off your clothes in time
Conqueror, come back to give some of that old
Pictual, actual, factual let Mac'll bring you the raw
With gigantic loads that
on every night
Head like tweedle dee I think she got her masters right
Im the one you need
Go and run them bills up
Bring em back to me
Residential build up
The master race should make you want to mask your face
Right up in somebody gates but where the fuck is safe
Small, quiet dude in the back like " I know
the magnitude of UMG was more than just a little bit corrupt
All of your employees and your double-crossing marketing are not so much in dire desperate need
The Sudanian, master of the Mediterranean
And if it's lovely I'm the one you're Skypagin'
Lower than the Mole Man, R&B, you're silly
The only male
provide to us will be
Safe and it won't be used in
Marketing purposes or publically revealed
Warning: Remember that only signatures
Including your name,
in my house
Noo I'll never ever touch this ground
Oh I'm not like them I'm not a pawn
You got a hole
You got a hole within you
Cience marketing
catching 'em
Throw another rhyme across the room they be fetching 'em
And they take a loss, take a loss to the Master and I
Throws crazy blows and they
in another fuckin league, i'm bout to start a fucking team
and bring you niggas up to speed, i'm in 2033
but back to the issue, don't mean to diss who
May I see your driver's license, please?May I see your DRIVER'S
License, please.What's that in your cassette deck?
Braniac dumb-dumbs, bust
Real drugs do real things
Go to extremes, crash regimes and kill kings
In the last reprieve he still sings
How the task that the master needs
wack, looking at my shoes in my videos
The back of my album cover, and stealing my marketing plan
Like you inventing something new to the company
respecki
Master Semeki
Call me Semeki
Ndola we back in business, we made it back to finish
That thing we started back then but now we're stacking figures
We
mama needs
Looking in the mirror like in what I see
Intercontinental blowing confidential
Black man in a white residential
Loving all the views and they
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