Lyrics:
Its me, the brand new intelligent black woman why-O-why-O
Which is Yo-Yo, but I'm not to be played
Like I was made by matell
But this Yo-Yo is made
Its me, the brand new intelligent black woman why-O-why-O
Which is Yo-Yo, but I'm not to be played
Like I was made by matell
But this Yo-Yo is made
Its me, the brand new intelligent black woman why-O-why-O
Which is Yo-Yo, but I'm not to be played
Like I was made by matell
But this Yo-Yo is made
to the bar ordered ten rolls of nickels and a Schlitz
He handed Jim a fifty dollar bill from his big old fat money clip
He walked over to the pinball
to show the world What we're bout
I keep my head up and stay ten toes down
Yea I been foolish and made shit go south
Yea I been counted out by most of these
(ha)
So I'ma take it off his hands, I know you heard of that
And I'ma murder that furry cat for a fact
[Chorus - Bubba Sparxxx - 2X]
I'm fittin
man
Well now you got me curious, I'm kind thinkin bout buyin it
Three for ten dollars, it can't hurt to try it
Well what exactly do I get?
Well
and to a lesser extent
Britain and Italy
Were lifted out of the debris Of war by the Americans
Who poured in billions of dollars
And forgave other
[On....Forever X 4]
[I Go On....Forever
Yeah!
Forever , Forever
Dollar $Ign One Time
I Go On...]
Dollar $Ign
Forever The Prime,
Developing Eloquent Lines,
For
Dollars
I need Naira
I need a Bentley
I Need Bitcoins
I Need Bitcoin
Everything you Got
I need Stocks
I need Bonds
Buy me everything
By the way this aint
Started with a dollar and dream
From riding Impala with them things
To driving Ferraris with them wings, nigga
Young rich niggas, Migo, Meek Milly
Yo, Mama Mia
A lot of people don't know where I came from
But I betcha they know where I'm going
Know what I'm sayin'?
Sky is the limit for me
yi yippee, come a ti yi yea.
Oh, a ten-dollar hoss and a forty-dollar saddle,
And I'm goin' to punchin' Texas cattle.
Come a ti yi yippee, come
to control this?
I know some folk that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane Betsy
1965: I ain't
Chuck Taylors
Dark fat laces and fetti with big-ass faces
Blue gators (?), X.O. by the cases
The rider ringleader with weed and my zag smashin
Ya bang
hustling just to get by
Niggas be pussy they be dropping dimes
I give them 10 shots that's a dime
They didn't have my back no spine
Bussin them juggs off
intelligent black woman Y-O-Y-O
Which is Yo-Yo, but I'm not to be played
Like I was made by matell
But this Yo-Yo is made by woman and male
I rhyme about
I need a milly, times it by five
Actually ten
We on a streak, letter and Johnny
We at it again
Run it back, run it back, run it back
I need a queen,
perfect
I never met a demon that was worth it (yeah)
They know to book Vor' come with amenities and plenty fees
Your favorite model is not a ten to me, I
tell by my (pinky rang that I'm so cold)
Ay, Uh-Ey - Ay [Chamillionaire:] Diamond-Diamond Rangs [2x]
[Rasaq]
Look at my pinky, look at my ring (ring)
As the queen is
Fat she is devoured by rats there is one way to skin a cat or poison a
Rat it is hetero four
Hear to three forthirightly stated.
Relent
reverse, the sharpening wing of the edge of a sparrow, for suitable reckonings too numerous to mention, as the queen is fat she is devoured by rats there is
Ever since I was younger, I was into video games
Tron or whatever, it didn't matter the name
Thousands of my dollars, have been poured into all types
yi yippee, come a ti yi yea.
Oh, a ten-dollar hoss and a forty-dollar saddle,
And I'm goin' to punchin' Texas cattle.
Come a ti yi yippee, come
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