Lyrics:
spray a little extra perfume
YEEZYS in the stock room, that's the name, make the stock boom
Hit the club with at least ten, you in a 500, that's a cheap
Yeah, On the last few days of L.A. I got taken into, um, this guys house
And he was sponsored by an alcohol company, quite a few actually
And uh,
a dog, now watch me cat-a-pul-ta boy
Yeah, I'm extra alter, yes a vulture, catch you walkin'
Extra talkin' to the morgue by extra coffins
Yeah, I'm hype
down-home good ol boy
A woman loved him through it all
Through his rowdy days and his hardest fall when he almost died
She stayed by his side
She's
a little rain
What have they done to the rain
Just a little boy standing in the rain
The gentle rain that falls for years
And the grass is gone, the boy
When I'm at the top
That candy coated paint, wet on my back
That coke white Phantom, yeah, boy
I rocks that
Turn Jack Boy to No Boy when I cocks that
makes her clothes fall off
She'll start by kickin' out of her shoes
Lose an earring in her drink
Leave her jacket in the bathroom stall
Drop
they OGs
A straight up pussy and claims that he knows me
You see I, putting out these DVDs
Now my shit done hit the streets, he gots to squat the pee
Extra, extra, extra, extra, extra, extra, extra [2x]
You got this issue girl
With the things that you've been saying
Ain't trying to dis you girl
I'm back back going like I never never left
Plus the boy right here I'm fresh to death (whoo)
Chris Jones on my feet see I can't fall from Suzuki
Fly-By-The-Seat-Of-His-Pants parasail
Fall, hit the trampoline, bounce and grab a pair of stilts
And I ain't wearin' zilch, zip, zero, nothing, no, nada
Like your father
mind?
Afican boy ya know I'm big in Mozambique
Hello, my friend, yes it's me
Hello, my friend
Hello, my friend
Yes it's me
4 by 3, 3 by 3
Buy one
when
(You're gonna fall in love)
Oh, boy, it just seems to happen
You never know when
(You're gonna fall in love)
You see, love has no sense
OVO, man's so unruly
South by, ride out, no Suzuki
Got the Austin Powers, a man's extra groovy
Front row, jacket tailor-made
Crackhead swag with
Fall in line!
Ladies, ladies, ladies
Are we smart? (Yes!)
Are we strong? (Yes!)
Have we had enough of the bullshit? (Yes!)
Show 'em
(Oh!)
(On
catching deposits like students in college
I can’t cap on a beat if I rap on a beat
Scale by the mic put the trap on a beat
That extra cappin that ain’t
It smell like blue cheese
We get that paper by the loose leaf
Trying to cop a Maybach
You still buying Lucy's
Different page with the flow
I don't even
I know when to go out
Know when to stay in
Get things done
I catch a paper boy
But things don't really change
I'm standing in the wind
But I
Your white dance like an enemy
Your white dance like an enemy
Your white dance like an enemy
White boys fall out
In a whirl of decisions
Show me
Fall right down to the bottom
Boy with a motto
Stay but I oughta leave and
Trust me, my heart bleeds
I feel everything, I
Drip, drop, drink out
You got another woman by your side
You got to stop playing them tricks
You got to get that woman out there quick
Dark clouds hanging over your head
to the rain
Just a little boy standing in the rain
The gentle rain that falls for years
And the grass is gone, the boy disappears
And rain keeps falling
to do
Is call me and let love rush in
(all you gotta do is call me boy, I got you)
If you really need me (yeah:.)
Baby just reach out and touch me
out and play hoe
Play play
I'm a dope boy
I just hit up?
Ask him what they going for
We just found the plug
And dumped his body
In the Reservoir
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