Lyrics:
I said
I thought inside my head that I don't give a fuck I ain't trynna lie
But the silence getting awkward as the time flies by
She say she don't
dogs (uh), this is for my dogs (uh)
Yo, where we at, baby? (Creepin' through the fog)
From then 'til now, don't ask me how
Know that we gon' roll like
to myself
If wealth was the truth, then it should by a mans happiness
Why the hell you think I'm smilin' so hard while I'm rappin' this
Eye yos fuckin' ne
relate to this right here
[Ne-Yo:Verse 1]
I seen you from across the way,
Lookin like a fantasy,
You know that I once said,
This is for the climax,
You
a whole movie Teflon Don with a oozie
I take that back m16 you bet not screw me
See we all make mistakes but we walk by faith
We need an angel in North
me and you boo
A-yo I'm sorry yo, but when it come to Charli
I wouldn't hit that, we got back like Atari
How you live mister? Yo you see me and CB
shit, pop that pussy like a zit
I go by the name Lil Tunechi
Your girl is a groupie
And nigga, you's a square
And I will twist you like a Rubix
it's a throw back
Cause you know she's comin' back right around for the ball sack
You didn't know that yo' lil' lady could hold that
Now she follow my
that I'm rappin'
Like I ain't rich, like I ain't sold
Not a ne'er record Platinum or ne'er Gold
Like I ain't dripped, like I ain't froze
Like I
shit, cats be like, "wow!"
Yo! I get looks when I'm in the place
That's that nigga, making you +smile+ with Scarface
It ain't my fault, that my style
stroke it, call it a TD
Gotta play safety, cuz my dick goes deep
Pull it out, let u taste u on tha D
Like scraps on yo plate that thang I’ma eat
No games;
niggas with the message like Wallo
I bleed mint leaf
I grieve mentally in sync with Ne-Yo and Stevie's sensory
I squeeze until the Eagle completely
the back playing pool by the sauna"
We stepped in the back all I smelled was marijuana
Yo what's up? Yo nigga what's up
You know I don't give a fuck
Them
giggedy-gots to flow
My Saturday nights are liver than Joe Piscopo
So yo, siggedy-save the bait for Charlie Tuna
See I be the boogie banger, like Esiason's
that
She make it do what it do when we doin'
What we do in back of the 'Lac, I'm like I'm up all for that
And every night her body gets strapped how
my process, yo.
I remember driving down the Sydney freeway
Wu-Tang blaring then Tech N9ne, thatʼs what we played
Two peas in a pod, pun by pun relay
But he ain't on a JB song with me
I be tryna chill
They be trying to sour the thrill
No pun intended, was raised by the power of Will
Like Luke with
They feed you some bullshit you throwin' up gang
You get dropped for that shit like a tummy ache
You ran yo mouth like Usain
You insane
Put the beef
will feel like you livin' through it
That's how my nigga do it
I met Slacks back in like '91 rapping
We went to Millersville to get away from gun
talkin' 'bout them rap fools?
Oh, you know how they do it, man
They talk pro-black, but they'll stab you straight in yo back
But you know, Traitors got
about a fuckin' million in a week
(What what what what)
When I can't forget that we all still street
Yo, yo
You know a nigga that's sniffin', that's
That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back)
I'm back (I'm back) (Slim Shady) I'm back
That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back)
I'm back
my palm
I'ma fuck you up, like the United States got by Vietnam
I go...
Yo, everytime I MC I'm coming off
Yes it's coming back to me
night
She’s a
Goddess on tap yo my heart went snap yo
Beauty you’re a cutie with your booty so fat yo
How you gonna do me with your booty like that yo
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