Lyrics:
might be okay, but I'm not fine at all
'Cause there we are again on that little town street
You almost ran the red 'cause you were lookin' over at me
YO, is in this to win this
A brand new LP SO MIND YOUR BUSINESS
No jokin, I'm gettin paid fully
You want to buy the cassette, stop by Sam Goody
The world by the balls, eatin' out my palm
Every album song I was spazzin'
The fuck out on
And now I'm gettin' frowned and clowned on
But the only one who's
centuries we'll make crews sing
No matter what record label we stay stable
Pick up the album we're never on cable
Crews cross over but not Main Source
centuries we'll make crews sing
No matter what record label we stay stable
Pick up the album we're never on cable
Crews cross over but not Main Source
enough
Drive-by's, blood-spattered on my shoe, I'm not hood enough
But why cry?
I Waka Flocka Flame, hit your block up
Thug life, it's in my veins, go
changes immediately)
Mandy: Well, why didn't you say so? He's over here...Sorry
this place is a bit of a mess. What is myrrh, anyway?
Wise
might be okay, but I'm not fine at all
'Cause there we are again on that little town street
You almost ran the red 'cause you were lookin' over at me
Marshall, you livin' in luxury (damn)
Look what you done to me
Dropped an album just because of me
Damn, you in love with me!
You got money but I'm hungry
what pocket I had left, my handkerchief
I'm guilty by affiliation, in many ways gangsta
But let me explain something, a paradox if you may
I threw all my
(We got London On Da Track)
My voice kinda fucked up, but you know
Yeah
They thought it was over 'til I pulled up in the drop
I ran the light
a highway star
I'm a highway star
Oh, yes I am, you mothers
Thank you. That's a new one, taken off Machine Head.
This is a song about...
Sweet child
um
And I’ve watched that by the way
It’s been cool to see how
Are you enjoying that
KW: - Enjoying what?
PW: I’m thinking of a way to put it…How
Are
Say I won't go drop a double album, and rap double time on all dub-step
Got no producers, just me rockin' over beatboxin' by Dougie Fresh
Say I won't
o'clock (woo!)
Hungry 'bout to hit the IHOP (let's go)
After that, menage-a-trois
And he out by seven o'clock (p-YOON)
'Cause I'm a baller, thought I
blue and green diamonds I call it the earth face
I'm gettin' ya cake I tell you how ya dessert taste
I get a dessert plate
Y'all eat pedigree as ya
could build faster
I'm a real master, real massive
You just real average
I see your chain, it's strange
They wore those in the Middle Passage
And it's
Magoo word
You know what I'm saying? I'm putting this man down
'Cause he got it like that, don't bite him
And of course Missy Elliott
We put it
sprinkling
The album width to keep the registers ringing
In real life, I'm much more distinguished
I'm like a bloke from London, England
Yeah, you jingling
And that's all good, but fuck that my new shit is spine over bladder
And everybody tryna get to the top and that's all good too but right now I'm on da ladder
favor to ask you was when, "Don't do me no more favors"
[Chorus]
[Royce – over Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
5'9", yeah
Cause I'm drama, yeah!
How the fuck
And it's no accident that these rhymes sound tough
I'm goin' off, baby, there's no turnin' back
I'm on your TV, on your album, cassette and 8-track
And when
And it's no accident that these rhymes sound tough
I'm goin' off, baby, there's no turnin' back
I'm on your TV, on your album, cassette and 8-track
And when
pussy, I'm dripped in red (okay)
Don't let this R&B shit fool you, niggas get ripped to shreds (get back)
Quavo talkin' like he a thug, nigga, you
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