Lyrics:
wit' I
I make a million by June
I'm sayin' f*** July
And I beg you to try me while I'm holdin' da Tommy
I'm a have ya body all over da lobby
I
sincerely fuck you up severly by the yearly
Keep the sky clearly
I'm straight from the seventies
Mockneck colors wit ya bitch ass disappearance
Give me
Yeah, ya'll thought that underground shit
Wouldn't gon' work in ya
Yeah
For the ouijas of sin is death
For the gift of god is eternal life
to the club
A bitch throwin it up
Takin a shot
Now my tummy
On touch
But ion give
A fuck
I keep fuckin it up
You bitches stay
Mad
AHA
Talkin ya shit
All I hear
get me wrong, got four albums, stay consistent
You got a bodyguard, I let my nigga tote the biscuit
Twist ya cap back, you got blood off on ya fur hat
Still they sendin me these bottles of bub
Ya not see it
But I will open the minds of thugs
Ya not see it
Who you think really bring in the drugs
Ya not
Yuh, Yuh
Yuh, Li'l Draco on the beat, ya Li'l Draco 'bout to eat
Ya, wake up in the morning, 'fore I go they warn me
Paparazzi swarming, as I start
ya face
We don't feel none of that shit you rap if you ain't talkin facts then you a vulture
They say the game deceased I'm taking over I won't let up
some ugly trees!
There was a werewolf honkin',
'long the side of me!
I'm mean 'n i'm bad, (y'know i ain't no sissy)
Got a big-titty girly by the name
complete this King
Now take me by the hand come bare this ring
Got a clear view fuck a rearview
Anything in ya past it won't get near you
Talkin' I can hear
of people tickin days off their calendar
That want me to narrate ya nature like I'm David Attenborough
Your frame don't even fit in the frame, I need a bigger
Things that we don't do now
Thinkin' 'bout the things we used to do
And the heartaches are the friends I'm talkin' to
Ya got me thinkin' 'bout
to roll
I got the strap by the seam of my clothes
Show a lil nigga this cutta on me not even his beef but his mans get expose
Putting down pressure you
a gear bind a corner hear the tires slide
Cause I need you right here by my side
If ya need me baby tell me cause im down to ride
Drop a gear bind
here
Life ain't been the same for me
Lately I miss you very much
I want you to hear my pain that I go through (go through ...)
[Verse 1 - Timbaland
insomni
Talkin all night shawty tell me everything
It’s just you n I
You my Ride or die
Shimmy shimmy ya heard my rhymes said I got a mine and that
like me too
Keep much on my mind but I still see you
Talkin since like 99 you're my favorite view
Workin on ya self I still see the best you
Impressed
is none of ya business
I dont really give a fuck about none of yu bitches
Y'all be talkin this and that but ain't gettin no riches
Stay up out my way
ya friends
Plus the streets know the deals that you made with the pen
Russian Roulette, yep nigga bet the barrel will spin
You hear that, yea
find in the hood
I think it's crucial that all ya fellow jackers despise
So yeah
I bust out my jacket of yellow
And flash your eyes
Hear me out
they mouth, can't hear what they say
When they talkin' all I hear is Tonikaku Jay
By tha bay, where he stay uh
Kunoichi by tha blade uh
In tha shade
you're liking it here in montclair
But anything you've learned from abroad plz share
Never let an opportunity by ya
Yea I'm talkin to you my man Elijah
Fuck they can't stand up next to me
Competition bring out the best in me
Shit you talkin weirder than Elvis Presley
I'm tryin to blow out
, ya)
From hear to ATL, to Nashville, back to the M-town nigga
And you know what that mean bitch
Makin' easy money, pimpin' hoes is serious bitch
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