Lyrics:
bitch
You know I ain't fuckin' with that stupid shit
Take my panties off when you getting super freaky
Pour another shot, till I'm getting super queazy
queazy
'Cause your task is so damn easy
Just get the souls of those who die.
(He's the Devil)
I'm the Devil
(We're his spies)
Your my spies
(And he
Russian and English we taking the game now
These ni**as swearing, I'm taking this too easy
Some of these rappers make me feel queazy
Straight to the money,
of
Deja vu makes my tummy queazy
Hear your name and my brain be freezing
That’s my ride catch it Lamborghini
Imma make my way out this evening
Trying
imma make this bitch queazy
Drippin like niagra play like Kobe in the fifth seezy
Yank you by your hair no ion shoot you cuz I dreadlocks
Feds watch
to make me queazy
And oh, it's hard now
With time, it works out
To be human is to love
Even when it gets too much
I'm not ready to give up
To be
bang bang we in the murda bizness
Peezy, we got them queazy
Give these hoes a hard time, make it look easy
I'm the first of my kind, you ain't seen any
strain easy
Peasy (Unh-huh) peepin' the cheezy act greedy
Delusional motherfuckers make a nigguh queazy (Yerk)
May brain juice drip, you don't need
sipped a drink,
So they tell me, take it easy, but this game is far from peasy,
Sour pressure lemon squeezy,
Flow is sick so now i’m queazy,
Take
to Jeezy
Spit ill make 'em queazy, make niggas feel uneasy
Puffing on that weed got a nigga a little wheezy
Niggas wish to be me, somebody get 'em a genie
manages to leave me,
Left me alone stuck with these pills,
This love shit got me feeling queazy,
Never loving again love just kills,
But love really did
build a scene, feeling rasta
Pasta, all that gluten got you feeling queazy
Wheezy, too much yeast, you look a little inflated
Pop your bubble with
mean to sound cheesy (Kwe)
I know those other guys be sleazy (Yeah)
But I will never make you queazy (Tie)
Or uneasy, for sheezy (Shwe)
You gotta trust
thoughts in my head keep spinnin' and I'm queazy
Gotta dime in my bed and she sleazy
You gotta have a mind too if you wanna please me
Otherwise it's never
easy money like a lay up
Thug Motivation I feel like Jeezy, bitch this too easy
Pop a perc, I ain't ate all day, now I feel queazy
We never running out,
on and on
This life shit gets hard
Then it's easy lemon queazy
'Cause I'm favored by Gods
(Higher) That's what I'm calling on
(Bless up) That's what I'm
his teeth in farther
Ripping yo dreams apart
It seems these artists'
Nothing but easy targets
Start to feel queazy falling
Tripping and stumble on s***
made me a leader
But now I feel queazy
Cuz everyone saying
“You were meant to lead leaders”
Yeah I know, man, I heard it
I was there when He said it
God
queazy
But on yo way up
Into yo cacoon
Life will hit you hard
But then you gonna bloom
Light up every room
Cuz baby you a star
So fly
Butterfly
there big toe
Now I'm home stomach got me feelin' queazy
Aye no cap it's probably from all that racing
I just realized no one in they momma uses "Bing"
Makin' me queazy
Do I buy a ticket?
Where do I stick it?
Peel off the back
Or find someone to lick it?
We can do it, with a bit of concentration
With
with bananas nigga, you could do tha math
It ain't easy bein' Kezzy, so I keep a Glock greasey
Hot shells a rock ya body, it'll leave ya queazy
In tha
yeah)
Might do 'em greezy, balling so easy
Now I'ma throw on a champ (Aye, yeah)
Diamonds are VVS's, might make 'em queazy
They weigh a ton on the hand
at the mall
Ladies on me so I gotta ball
You want the money but not involved
Huh gotta go
Bobobtz
Be So sick they queazy
When I cook beats they greasy
It's way
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