Lyrics:
to the dealer you know I cop that (What's that?)
Brand new 'rarri and the roof drop back (The 60)
Came through Harlem like the Rooftop back
Money in the bank man
need to be free
I can pay for everything that's on you
So everything is on me
Got them girls gone Cindy Lauper, Gaga and a little Blondie
If you
bonjour, well, I guess I'm on tour
Shit, I don't what to say
Can I order soufflé?
Ha ha, out the next day
Paris to Tokyo like Lupe
As soon as we land,
this
If you got the juice, you better learn to squeeze
Shout out to my god, and all my enemies
Had to learn to watch, cuz it ain't what it seems
Call
accomplish shit
I need you by my side
Ain't no competish
Long as you got my back like a HMO
And Don't play wit my heart
I won't play wit yo's
Hold it down baby
too complex
But let's just say shorty has an undeveloped context
About the perception of women these days
His mama sings along and this what she says
to him, bitch don't play your part
But bitch still bad to her if you say it the wrong way
But she think she a bitch, what a double entendre
Bitch bad,
I need an explanation
For the hating in this generation
I guess niggas feel deflated
When you on a road to greatness
Patiently waiting since I was
ironic as your not giving nout
All you aim to do is you promise
Then break them in your house of no common sense
Save every pence
What about our mental
at a loss for words like Fiasco gate
So I figured I'd say a prayer for him, got on my knees quick
And realized I don't ever pray until I need shit
My soul
Mean, this is fuckin' amazin' i mean
I'm just gettin'
Pumped by just watchin', you know? It's like
It's like i mean Shanaenae's finally got
Her math
Black panther, black panther, what do you see?
I see a dream ITAL watching over me
Back nigga
Yeah, hey, can we get a little break
From
That what we…
That what we came to do
She fuckin' wit a 2K nigga
Eat it up like a souflee nigga
Shit clear like Blu-Ray nigga
Gon skate like Lupe nigga
I don't think we realize what this crazy place does to our psyche man you know
Like we don't even have any outlets to talk
Over here we feel like
and the gang)
(TBN the gang)
What you need I got that stuff on me
(What you need)
Quarter key I got that stuff you need
(Quarter key)
Call on yo bitch and she
She give me everything that I want
Everything that I need
And she do everything you don’t know
Yes indeed she made that booty bounce back
What you
Ether boy
Hey, how we ball in the club I know you hate it
Mami dancin' on the floor I like she naked
When she laid up wit chu I know she fake it
All
Super sayian I'm a slayer I'm the black piccolo
Flow retarded rigor mortis how I leave they body cold
Man I need it and you got it so I want what’s
the trap close
I know i'm dope
I don't like to brag though
I don't want part of none of that fiasco
I got love
Sent the check for me
I got fucked up
You
see what I mean)
Have a baby by me baby, be a millionaire
Be a millionaire be a be a millionaire
Girl I want you to give me what you got then give
Before I'm gone, I'ma need my bouquet
Today, young superstar like Lupe
Kick push coast, top off the roof like a toupee
You live with regret like a roommate
got on your mind is
Truth and they all wearing toupees
Keep doing ya thing
I bet one day they tell you "touche"
You don't need that Future
Go head
don't believe you
Girl I want you I don't need you
Said I hurt you I don't mean to
But I cannot wait to see you
Call you mine, what's on your mind?
I'm
timing that you on that's just what it is
Call it it's quits?
Baby that's not even in our dictionary
My main thing I'm only rocking my primary
Steppin out
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