Lyrics:
illness that makes fake emcees get killed quick (dead)
We first stringers like Dak & Zeke
It's Jsun & Big Mic (uh-huh)
But we ain't no rookies (nah)
things you just couldn't have done
So I called his bluff, and it shut him up
What is to be
Will be shrouded in mystery
Someone I've known all my life
it's yo' thang
Can't deny 'em, look down my wrist go bling
Bling bling, glistening, come and get some cash
First kiss my ring, oh no, well kiss my ass
what I need like
Hook:
Bring it back (bring it back)
Bring it back (bring it back)
Bring it back (bring it back)
Bring it back (bring it back)
She all
So it’s all in my favor.
My skills are my savior.
I mapped out my movements.
No mindless behavior so...
I know where I gotta go...
Bout to see my
shit twin)
Im all in the yo and its like 3am
Said she wanna see me, blowin up my phone
Nah ian tweakin, Im all in the stu
Steppin in fazos and jimmy
It's O
Jayy
Wright now
You such a beauty oh oh
I no fit use you to play
Girl You make me happy O
Just by the words that you say
Mama mi oh
So short
the VIP
You really need to get with me (come on)
(Uh, yeah, come and get it, girl, wh-what)
Cristal flowin' (flowin')
Party still goin' (it's still
the VIP
You really need to get with me (come on)
(Uh, yeah, come and get it, girl, wh-what)
Cristal flowin' (flowin')
Party still goin' (it's still
up and I haven't read up
My boy in tryna knock someone head off
And I might just go ahead and let 'em (O oh)
'Cause I feel like "yeah
That's what you
oh, girl, your body good
Boardroom smart, but I love it when they hood (yeah)
Aquazzura Amazon sandals in that emerald green
Same color gown by
hook in it
But it don't stab
Ima new edition
I can stand the rain
Hit the G spot til u ahhhh
Carry my license
I shoot up the club
Gedeon Richter, nigga
you, with you
I missed ya (ayy) picked ya (ayy)
Now it's time I (ayy) get back up with you
Girl, with you, oh yeah
We used to kick it up at the park
you, with you
I missed ya (ayy) picked ya (ayy)
Now it's time I (ayy) get back up with you
Girl, with you, oh yeah
We used to kick it up at the park
kudos (looking for what)
Young nigga respectable
But my cursing too loose
Fuck it, run up the numbers
Sudoku
Like fuck (what?)
Oh shit (bitch)
Dammit I
Uh
Wished these niggas know me better
Tryina tell me who I had in my bed
Poppin' percasetes by the tube
He ain't talking money, keep it moving
my timing
i be getting something i be getting something haters hatin on me
but i be getting something getting something
uh uh uh uh oh uh uh uh uh
So lately I've been prone to things - of heart attacks and broken wings (Uh oh)
I'll never say I've given up
If I'm lost again I'm out of luck now...
it, sweet Jesus, mind's been accosted
In prison and these visions and yo, I can't come off it
Oh God
[Hook]
I think I'm goin' crazy
Oh Lord I'd wish
The cash cow back home no Lassie
Not one hook but it’s catchy
Ain’t not question who the goat
If you ask me
Always stood out from the herd t
I’m
different (ways)
I go the man and I get a (8 track)
Make me a beat, (smoke me a sack)
Roll up some fat ass uh uh uh
Blaze with my homies and it's (on like
manic (oh no)
Hit the oochie-coochie 'til it's slanted, ooh
I'm gon' beat it up, ooh, lady
I'ma make your dreams come, baby
Ayy, you the one who
But I'm down to let it fly
Throwing money at the sky
Go and let the hate pass by, uh
We can do this all night, just
Let it fly, let it fly, let it fly,
morning
It was driving me crazy
I said to my mom
I said "Hey, mom, what's up with all the sauerkraut?"
And my dear, sweet mother
She just looked
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