Lyrics:
some pills, I'm for it
Like what you want lil bitch I'll throw it up
Call up Mason, hit a jugg
Call up A, yeah double up
Brand new drank I poured it up,
her with the game, so she could shake those lames
And try to take her change, I told her make yo' name
And turn the tables on 'em, I call her DJ
don't stop but you know I Ain't finna
Ray Charles shades they Cartier
Big rockstar like Carti, yeah
Brand new booty cause she don't love Her body yet
Lil
a vet now
Luke, get up, doggy, I need you
Only nigga made sure that I was eatin'
Free Nef still, nigga, RIP Reese
Get her nails done, still charge for
I just spent a band on it
She gon do it with no hands on it
Lil mama got an ass on her
Pull up in a brand new Range Rover
Two tone my Roley
They
(damn)
I been dancin' with the devil, God, can you save me? (Please)
Every dope boy dream to ride in a brand new Mercedes (uh)
Bad bitch say I'm her
a band the band was in the dark
The whole time after many
Meetings between Hayley
Her manager and the labels they
Decided to sign her
To Atlantic records
inside my brain and heart and she don't pay no rent
Said her name was Molly
That bitch naughty
That bitch so fine
Damn I love her body
Said her name was
victim
Post one pic get likes by the minute
You reap what you sow though
A phone will make you loco
One minute you are high next minute you are solo
Was it
quick it start a brand (let's see)
Turned back up with shorty, blew a bag and she ain't even dance
Put my arms over her head and move that ass without
Except a certain female with all new features
But I knew not her name
By this time the sun was preparin'
For another appearance, the sky was pure red
teller
Give a bum money, hi fella
Bad lil' ho, high yellow
Brand new roley, sky dweller
Just left from Dubai
Flew private eye
I made a million dollars,
never scared huh
Fucking on that bitch and I'm gon' pull her by her hair huh
Drizzi how you do that, man that flow you got is rare huh
Brand new
[LUPE FIASCO: TALKING]
Uh, what up y'all!
Soundtrack what's popping baby?
Y'all ain't know, I go by the name of Lupe Fiasco
Representing that first
sufferers
All wanna know what her name and phone number was
They're spendin up their money like, post them up and touch her up
But it don't (?) tough,
Brand new roley, sky dweller
Just left from Dubai
Flew private eye
I made a million dollars,
Swear to God that ain't no lie
I said them niggas was
starlight
Her beauty dont lie
Looked so brand new
Looked so brand new
In the cold night
The theme was so nice
c beautiful life
Young pretty soulties
out shootin' dice ain't no big ass deal
I got a deal
So you know
I got money to spill
Lil' Style is my name but call me Dolla bill
Wit a whole
brand's Nike
Your ho come through we gone run through it like a green light
Shorty said she wasn't sucking dick so I told her spin off to the other kids
Who
brand new pair of Ricks
I was posed to pick a supermodel, I'll be there at six
Watchin' Paid in Full, yea watch me get this cash like Money Mitch
Hoe said
(Pooh, you a fool for this one)
(Winners Circle)
House by the lake, my mother straight, ay, nothing else matters
I poured an eight inside my
too far from by the river
And I always knew I'd come far ever since I was a lil' one (D-Roc)
Nah, for real
I always knew that I'd be
I'd be doin'
excuses
Bleedin' on the inside, cryin' on the out
It's only one girl really knows what she about
Her name is lil' Stacy and they become friends
Promise
She talk dirty, but her mouth clean
Bitch, I'm M.C. Hammer, I'm about cream
I got thirty cars, whole lot of dancers
I take 'em everywhere, I'm M.C.
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