Lyrics:
you want it
Yeah I told you never
But tonight I'll spend some cheddar on it
When I hit ya town just make sure you hit me up
The other night she told me
everybody mentioning
The US and UK, songs hitting play
A shout out from Gabe up at Penny Arcade
Second album, late nights, moving through the hours
Side by
Smoove wit it you’ll think that im givin out a pitch
Finna drop this album they gone say its a hit
But it ion make it soon then i might as well quit bitch
slippin' (Nah)
Steady grippin'
I don't drop a lot of albums
That don't mean that I be slackin'
I'm just workin' through the pipelines
Waitin' on the right
Tryna play and the K spray
It's equipped with the beam
All you rap niggas
Full of cap
My shit better than most
And I don't even rap
Hidden Gem album
in to put 'em in check (bitch)
And she givin' out pussy for free
I'm embarrassed to say she my ex (bitch)
I just might have to fly out my ex
Hit all 3
settle this
No, you are not my friend, lil bitch
Don't fuck with hoes just like I'm celibate
Album of the year for the hell of it
I say, oh my, oh my, oh
the album cover, Heart went cold, I got it stitched
Like between me and you, I don't know what else to do
This my second mixtape, I hope they tune into my
conversation when I'm lookin' up
Be on the look out for that album when it drop from clouds
Mesmerized by the twinkle in the eye of a child of God
Mesmerized
and fam fed up by me boy
Knock, knock shit, bet they lock the door
Engaged but headed 'round divorce
She caught it, check my child support
Make a nigga that
What you know about the South, get on it
If it's money to be made, then I want it
A lick to be hit, so you know I'm gonna hit it
A dollar to be made,
Order now before the sounds of sexy soul get away
Hey y'all, I got a great new album in the mail today
Finer thangs, hoes like (Yeah) dough
This is your album, so that means you definitely got to get funky, so run it
[The D.O.C.]
Swinging, singing a brand new rap
On a rhythm concocted by
get smacked up
By the are-you-N-D-M-see (that's where it's at cuz)
Known as the tough cats, kickin' tough rough raps
In jeans, leather jackets, my
Unusual fellow
The album's three times dope
Don't hope it's going to be mellow
I'm coming with the force of a county sheriff
Serving subpoenas
statement's wit
& I'm concentrating on making hits
& I'm fittin' em line by line
Teeth I grit & I'm tryin to find the perfect rhyme scheme
I'm dreamin'
first hit off
("I Need A Beat") I Need A Beat, it was a smash on the DL
But everytime I did a show my name was misspelled
Can't Live Without My Radio
for tat ( Tit For Tat )
Hit it with a twist a small dab yea that's the Will effect
Beats by Will like Dr. Dre can't get no free shit ( No Free Shit )
that's what my cousin Meechie say
But we could pull about five, I'm talkin' five, that's just by either way
Five million for my album, that's an easy
Big ass platinum of my album
Hanging in my crib
Marble floors, designer shoes
This just the way I live
My next door neighbor he a plug
So he
on
Tuck it by the waist like thick bitches putting a skirt on
Oh, ima country ass thug ass nxgga
It is what it is fuck what it was ass nxgga
Raised
cool with the tactics
Military straps while her back on the mattress
I never really bagged chicks, but I know had hits
Dropped 5 albums, they all been
I came up from nothing my slatt
Hit up record on the track
Ain't no one better than that
I'm back to makin' my stacks
Eat up a beat like a snack
to the top but I'm still not hot
Even though I got the god damn album droppin'
Album droppin', better get ready
Soon as it hits that shits' so deadly
Better
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