Lyrics:
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Chasing girls more than I be chasing dreams
Flipping chicks like Livvy on the beam
Mike Bibby I'm a baller and a king
Diddy, I'm a bad boy
scattered, the leaders was flattered
And hidden in neo-colonial states
You cannot get out this by owning a school
You cannot get out this by owning
(You're runnin' on an empty tank) but still get paid in full
(And get the girls) man, I'm packing gravitational pull
Bring the instamatic avalanche, my
Some people, you know
Many men don't trust nobody
Like crazy, you know what I'm saying
Gang
In the mother fucking suburbs wit it
Many men don't trust
Ali
If you called him Cassius Clay
After the name change
Treating rappers like I'm Jason Voorhees
With a universal door key
At a all girls dorm
Full
Tom Brady in the playoffs
Like my heart heart I can’t take a day off
Oooooo
I hope you know this
Type type just focus on my focus
Oooooo
I hope you
I ever wanted was to act on my attraction
I never meant to hurt you that's just my natural reaction
Life's just like a roller coaster, just like
Supercharger the v-eight that way you can hear the whine cuz this
Trackhawk it go too fast
Four by four the Hellcat
My girl she is too bad
Too bad y'all don't
tight topbond number one
No suffering no hunger girl with you by my side
So make yah call me dondada
Pack you so hard now you know me don packer
Sai girl
say you wan face book
Pen wey you take Mark you wan take Luke
Make I rap make Bob Marley nak fish hook
Uh, and e go make sense
See Tom turn gay
Do you roger that
Roger that roger that
Kayswitch o
Girl I like your bom bom girl
Roger that
Baby this one no be tom tom girl
Roger that
I no go play
must to collect this year
Ah ah ah
Ah ah ah
Girl I say Suzzy
Oya come from here
Me like the way you shaking up your bumbum
Dey black and white like
by inches, he sprinted
Some of his boys on the corner was who your bullets entered
Two of em pull through but one didn't, son's finished
You took
kind ah girl weh Mr. Pliers buk upon (betta know)
Now do you heard about this girl her name is Maxine?
Her beauty is like a bunch of rose
And if I
to five
I got my kids up fucking private school swell man
Do you know how much weed I got to sell to send one of them to school
Like like you know posh
to play, cat and mouse, ain't no tom and jerry
Got you in my hand, it's too late, you can't try to dip
Got you by your neck, like your girl, and she's super
service
Pray the Lord I’m in my bag but you can call it a Birkin
These rap niggas never step up to me
I’m making them nervous
I’m probably God Body, Bob
the crown
Tell participants go in the back
Get souvenirs
My style is it
What am I proving here
Called your girl
Thursday now she coming fast
Like you
Anyway I Walk into the party
He got dreads
And I got a Bob, Marley
And I'm rockin fur like rarri
Ooh mami, can't stop me
I can tell you ain't been
With
something good
But I shoulda had another mechanic under my hood
If you see me walking by you, boy, don't you even speak
Pretend you on the sofa and I'm
It's like keeping a stage show and want the place fi done
Wha you do call my management that walk wid 50 gun, wha mi do
Nah goin' go pon stage until me
teachers wanna fail her
Cause she gave me by the trailer
Woman nuh cry, but she's a wailer
Bob's real daddy was a sailor
Like MC Hammer, had to nail her
the Mickey
Listen you can't kill me, pull
Up, bumping many men, by 50
I've been double-fistin' pistols like
I'm 15 drinkin' wisky
Click, bang motherfucker
I
like amina
2 By 2
Me and You
Tell them make them
Pause for me and you
2 By 2
continental zulezu
Who are you Baby Who are you
I Told what's your pay
She
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