Lyrics:
to lick like ya lolly
Cold with the gifts like Grinch keep me naughty
Charms on my arm like, like I’m Holly
Let me blow ya mind like Eve and Stefani
Twixt be the pick to lick like ya lolly
Cold with the gifts like Grinch - keep me naughty
Charms on my arm like I'm Holly
Let me blow ya mind like Eve
told me
They took your fake Rollie
And Nick Cannon chain
And you ain't go and grab ya Nick
Bag and let no cannon bang
The man who got ya shit never
Got
like mine (okay)
That's willing to drop it low enough to blow my mind (uh)
It's H-U-eezy and Bow Weezy
Let's see if she can get lower than before
like mine (okay)
That's willing to drop it low enough to blow my mind (uh)
It's H-U-eezy and Bow Weezy
Let's see if she can get lower than before
on the Metro
Now I’m feeling like Othello
Thought I told ya, bitch i’m royalty
I ain’t even gotta say the name
By they way I killed it, they gon' know it’s me
1,
I remix the money my nigga
I triple the double my nigga
It's been a minute my nigga
Please let me finish my nigga
I'm back up in it my nigga
100 yards
Young buck callin me he wanna
Be a friend of me my hearts empty (empty)
So don't tempt me (Tempt me)
That red dot on the Glock will blow ya memory
it's the remix baby
Now let me get into it
N do it how I do it
Yeah, long hair don't care like the Jewish
Garbage man
I'll be dumpin'
And I eat
Not tryna hear it though
But I know that if he knew you
He would understand ya
Know that your my man and
He would never hurt me no
Let me come
it's the remix baby
Now let me get into it
And do it how I do it
Yeah, long hair don't care like the Jewish
God man
I'll be dumpin' and I eat
Enough substance in the roughness
Now watch it come around in an amazing large abundance
Now let me clear the smoke screen you blow fiend
Live nigga
ya role, by the way tuck ya gold
And you and your mic can ease on down the road
Assholes are like opinions, everybody got to have one
Shootin' in
of how I really feel and what's the deal
More than sex appeal this could be something real let me grab the wheel take you to surreal
My life a flick I
That's the alkaholiks functions, conjunction junction
The remix version for all the brothers out there
That got shit on they chest and just wanna
Clips i'm name flippin' bitch
Charlie Clips/Charlie horse/extended clips
But listen bitch when I let the gun blow
Your DNA will spray on everybody
In
ya
I got PTSD from the killin's of these beats
I'm a veteran
I came in the game like a soldier
I could sun you like Barbosa
Me and Nash playin' soccer
status while you niggas flashing rhinestones
Must be blind
What the fuck is ya mind homes
Me, I wonder rhyme
Could show you how to grind on
Flip words like
on my mind
AK-47, MAC-11's, Glocks, and 9's
And all these pussy N-words hating
Tryna knock me off my grind
But I can't let 'em do it
I got murder on my
the Timberlands in November
Shorty called me Santa in December
But guess what, my Wally's got messed up
Autograph pressed up what, blessed enough to blow your
know me from Adam
But this time he let me slide
It was evident this particular eve
That I wasn't coming in here on some
Friday night joy ride
You came
Talked to God
He said "your rain is over"
My punch lines,Mike Tyson
Listen to me when I rap,ill
TNT's on the beat
This ain't no song it's
make ya favorite rapper change verses
I'm not the type that'll change versions
Cuz I always been the same version
Took em to church all these years
on, kids screaming in the background
Life is good, yeah
But check me look!
Like we always do at this time, blowing ya speaker blowing ya mind
With that
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