Lyrics:
the morning and I've only done one song
20k on champagne in the club, then 20k more just because
That's 40k in three hours but everybody watching my section
steel Eggo
Throwin rhymes in spirals like Joe Klecko
Miami Dolphin, now shut up, close your mouth and
you be hatin debatin, regurgitatin
in my area
If it all falls through then I'm calling up Erica
To fake love and daydream
Feels like everyday I surrounded by screens
No trick cards I'm
the stripes
2-4-K turned out the lights
Gun play, how I got the stripes
2-4-K turned out the lights
Ah hah, okay, whassup? Shut up!
Danny Brown
Oba and Boldy, Doughboyz and Vezzo
Trick, Eminem, Royce Team, East Side, K-Dizzle
Dusty, Ro' Spit and the rest of them niggas
'Till we come
Let me tell you somethin' about an a-b-c style
The a the be, the c the d the e the f the g the h the I the j the k
The l the m the n the o the p
Hold up
It's the motherfuckin' corruptor, since I came I was a hustler
It's a shame, I got to blow out niggaz brains
To make these motherfuckers peep
payin' homage
You know what's up
I'm takin' the league by a storm
Like Giannis for the Bucks, ah
Yo, prepare for the massacre
Kill the driver and killl
outside
Posted 30 second live
Of you across the street an you lackin like a ghetto guy
Nigga
I blew 90K on some tvs
Better cop my album bitch it ain't a CD
dough
I got a, fresh connect a Betty bubble up out the pirate
Ask yourself, cheap in Texas if you can drive past
Besides that, nigga current or make
Talk is cheap, get ya bread up dawg
Talk is weak, get ya money up nigga
Talk is cheap, get ya bread up dawg
Talk is weak, get ya money up nigga
You
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
my name is
Bitch, I'm famous
Like Tom Brady
And hi, your name is?
Not important
Who cares?
Not Weezy Baby, uh
Wake up I see bad bitch, bad bitch, bad
the game, paws up niggas
Time's up niggas, line up niggas
For the K-I, double L, E-are, Murdera
Shit's on why'all in every way shape and form
I'm
the headphones up, Ali here we go
I woke up this morning with my dick on hard
Didn't know why 'til I said fuck all y'all
Or fuck this world, or I'mma fuck that
appear magically after I pop my shit
Got caught up once, bout a trick
Treat her special then call her my bitch
I'm always with one so, thick
I guess these
rip up flows that
make an MC stop and chill and say HE'S ALL THAT
Hardcore no R&B singer
Roll with the Hit Squad... down with the head banger
to the pennies for ya back tha tha back it up then I bend it for ya
But I dont come cheap so
you got to break Trina off if you really want the right young
your home
Trick or treat, and Halloween is my day dog
We be tripping we don't play, we pull a K off
We be busting in the sky, and up in bodies too
I was walkin' on, on down to
New York Florida to go to the Video View
But I ended up at the Wal-Mart
Heard a Cheap Trick song at the snack bar
Pictures worth a thousand pennies
What you promised is what you keep
Ain't got time to settle for cheap
Irreplaceable tricks at the salvation army
I
Pictures worth a thousand pennies
What you promised is what you keep
Ain't got time to settle for cheap
Irreplaceable tricks at the salvation army
I
chomp and go toothless made some mistake was involved with a few tricks but I bounced back I can show where the proof is album is crack yo shoutout my
in and they fuck wit who I am momma
They’re ain’t no room for cheaters or cheap tricks momma
I let them in they love me for who I is momma
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