Lyrics:
they opps get whacked?
Only opps in the mirror
But I see a little clearer
Wipe the fog off the glass
Then he caught the axe
I'm a Brahma, facts (facts
it's a little more likely that the problem is
The guy rolling the dice, is a tiny bit incompetent
Opulent in optimism, driven by my need to be
The hero
again, not Bennegan's
Treat a slut for what, not fin to spend
For bitter Gin, and dinner when
I can get up in, her little friend
Rewind, back to fact
Detached Grizzly Mind you know I'm feeling relaxed
Chuffin my pax and dabbin with wax and spittin the facts this is my task
Performed behind this
Nah, let me be blunt real quick
I don't wear skinny jeans 'cause my dick (dick) don't fit (woo!)
Always keep a Maggie close to me like Lisa
Known to keep
You've gott a P I M P and all I want is the money
She went to work and the niggas were fiendin' yo
She had the biggest ass that you ever seen
In fact
the club with the counts bitch
Straighten up you gotta focus this
My glass half empty, pour some shit
Matter of fact go ahead and drink that
Couple more
lanes slow motion
Hit the cruise now I’m coasting
Getting money is the motive
When I pass by, they gone notice
Talking that talk and it’s all facts
I mean
to the chin
Get down wit me, and I'll be down back
Put my dick in your mouth, your gonna hear ya neck snap(Crack!)
In fact hoe, fuck off my bus
Ask
to the chin
Get down wit me, and I'll be down back
Put my dick in your mouth, your gonna hear ya neck snap(Crack!)
In fact hoe, fuck off my bus
Ask
by
But you never know
My body’s fading out as the time passes by I might never be known
I might never be known but I know for sure how to get blown
To get in where she fit in, now she known to be a trick
Quote for quote, who tote like this
Hit the Club Jig, on some Wes Snipe shit
Snatchin' all
avoid the D-O to the see
When I'm P-E-are-F-O-are-M-I-N-G
On the stage, see the simple fact is I engulf
And known, I rock a funky beat without a cord so
avoid the D-O to the see
When I'm P-E-are-F-O-are-M-I-N-G
On the stage, see the simple fact is I engulf
And known, I rock a funky beat without a cord so
Lose it all
Gain the world
It doesn't matter
Without you
I'd sacrifice
Everything
Just to have you by my side again (uh)
The Lord said let
she hear when it come
Knock 'em all down, like one by one
Get hit wit' that pole infront of yo son
Forever on some shooter shit
I really do this shit
that's broke, she ain't bougie
She just love to have a good time
And nothing wrong with a little bump and grind
She asked me not to leave her by herself
fighting for holes in facts I'm presented with
Intent on dispensing with them instead of accepting
I bet I missed out on betterment many times
When better
at flows but you shoulda
Known what my name was
Fact is my names hot from Czechs to lagos
But the radio wanna brainwash stray dogs
Never get played coz I
was able to use his charm and chiseled great features
To woo a young lab technician by the name of Jennifer,
Who of course just happened to have
get hit off by any man
No Curtis Jackson, I know he was hated by many men
Is what the fuck it is
Fast forward still losing my grip (hey)
This year got
here
I put myself in situations so my face could be seen, what a plan here
Now I'm pretty sure I'm known by at least a friend of a friend, what a trap
to face the facts
Leave 'em where you found 'em
Oh Whoa
And don't look back
Even when it sounds
Good
You shoulda known by now
How to face the facts
Way I
in Hollywood cause I remember when I had 50 Cent, up In Da Club
All my life I knew I was major, I don't need no major
I don't even write rhymes, I
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