Lyrics:
But If got money you get what you like
Brown-skin baddie she so fine
I just love when look in my eyes
But I peep when I tell you sum real shit
You just
(that's right)
Hypnotised by the Eihthype thugs
Want beach blonde muthafuckas in nappy-head dreads
No stress take the boo-yaa bomb instead
And I
it's goin down
Got them niggas scared on the other side of town
And I'm fuckin on a lil pretty round brown
Feel like flocka bitch I love dem guns sounds
cum quick, like somebody ordered Popeyes
I should do this whole verse in Danny Brown voice
My bitch get so wet, she walk around and make the ground
Niggas got me on my Brooklyn shit
Aye, what I told 'em? I said
Being hot get you the MVP
Stayin' hot get you the Hall Of Fame
It's Loso (Brooklyn
lie damn I miss you
Try to keep my eyes dry
I can't help but ask why
You was chosen by God
Got yo wings so you can fly
You my angel, seeing life from
'm a graverobber, Thin veil night, I escape sight,
The Catacombs I comb like cucka bugs: nappy locks, Sewer water soaked my socks, I'm lost in underground cities
are fresh
'Cos you're a fish and I'm a water sign
My laid-back pimp walk is linear by design
Gold fronts soul I shotee now watch you shine
Me and C-Know
And be a goddess in the planet war
Trying to save the livin' things"
"I'm ready to go right now"
Sun Green told Earth Brown
"Let's go back to my
And be a goddess in the planet war
Trying to save the livin' things"
"I'm ready to go right now"
Sun Green told Earth Brown
"Let's go back to my
Like we used to
Used to play the game my way
Used to play the game my way
I used to know it play by play
I was on a blade those days
But I'm on a fade
his brown eyes?
I know blue eyes get boring
But I'll wear dark glasses all the time
And hey if you want me to
I'll take a knife to
My own bright eyes.
you switched up gotta cut ties
Lot of dirty money lot of dirty in my cup just to get by
I be getting money yeah yeah brown bucks on this side
Said wanna
without a thank you
To my ladies and my fellas
Aw, they kept it real with Chris Brown
I just wanna thank you
Thank you, baby (thank you), you know who
without a thank you
To my ladies and my fellas
Aw, they kept it real with Chris Brown
I just wanna thank you
Thank you, baby (thank you), you know who
being cocky
I green light shit and y'all cant stop me
My triplet truck don't you dare try to box me
I'm on brown and I'm looking for a foxy
Shit like
nervous
Disburse
The works a heavy burden
A circus of word surgeons just perking
No time for hurting
I'm certain to word it perfect
Cause it keeps my
is a passion
It's not a pass time so don't pass it by
703 DMV
Feel the light shining down on me
Got me feeling like I'm Naruto everyone tryna doubt my
The weight has been lifted
I buried the knife (buried)
Here comes the elephant carried by mice
Here to marry the mic (marriage)
The one tusk cut
Inn (OT)
Well, nah, if the gyal that I'm with's got ID
I'm more time sendin' her in (woosh)
Blue plastic bag full of munchies
Couple brown Rizzlas,
Cause I don't love you no more
Which one of these hoes in the lobby wanna slob me
You know me, I like my dick Brown like Bobby
Jim Duke shoot, then
I blow minimize the debris
And to know what to know what Im stopped by police
And I hope that my brothers are listening now
I want y'all to go for
and Machine Gun Kelly had a baby
And he like my brown eyes, fat thighs, no makeup
Always telling’ me that I’m his rock angel
I’m the goddess that he worship
'm drivin' by your house
Though I know you're not at home
But I can see you-
Your brown skin shinin' in the sun
You got your hair combed back and your
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