Lyrics:
in my cup
Only here for lust I ain't here for love
I was tweaking off that shit Ye I was geeking hoe
Rap slamming diamonds dancing I just started
Check it, Check it!
I got The Right One
the only one
Allstars, ichi bang (Japanese for number one Rap Song)
Niggas running up saying, "Pras, put
, and by and by
We live to love each other
Where the time goes on from song to song
We sing for one another
Where the song goes on from time to time
, and by and by
We live to love each other
Where the time goes on from song to song
We sing for one another
Where the song goes on from time to time
feel like Screech
I'm saved by the bell
I feel like LL before the ladies love James
My uncle told me that this pimp shit a cold game
Use your codename
di girl and mek dem bawl out fi Jah Jah
(Yo, sim simma) and ah me got di girls dem power
(Sim simma) yeah, we cool and Mya sing by di hour now
I
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
Let these words be your Earth and moon, you consume every message
As I lead this army, make room for mistakes and depression
And with that being said,
love so a youngin
Cooling by his lonely
Me and 'cuz was selling dimes
And nickles right off stoney
I'm equipped so I hope you thinking quick
Don't want
rappin'
I got more songs than you can imagine
Flier than Aladin, energy like Lil John
Running plays like Madden
They could never even fathom what I
like Boosie
The first nigga try me, I pay for the bodies
Just call me John Gotti, yeah
It ain't shit to send a hit
Send a DM on the Gram, hit your bitch
Aye this your for you babe!
You know who I'm talkin' to
This your favorite song
When they put it on
Girl I know you know it's all about you
I
the favorites on the floor
Twirled arm in arm
Photographed with a tall sunflower
We could have gone on
For more than eight songs
I love her as he loves her
But
me and my guitar,
Essentially me and my guitar
Oh, maybe a few friends fall by for tea,
A little bit of "who do you love?"
But pay no attention
There's a song called Love? (Yeah)
There's no song called Love (it's by Kirk Franklin)
Alright, what is, how it go? How it go? (It go, "Love")
Um, it
There's a song called Love? (Yeah)
There's no song called Love (it's by Kirk Franklin)
Alright, what is, how it go? How it go? (It go, "Love")
Um, it
coming for my head
What's that 'bout? (What's that about)
While my head look like a bounty I got paper to mount
I could say that I'm the best
But I'm not
ain't get no cheese
I'm a icon for these bitches like I'm Hello Kitty
Took her to the fucking crib, tryna see her kitty
I get laxatives for songs, cause
tag
Make money for what
To roll in a brand new jag
I make money putting you in a body bag
Hello i'm r.a to the motherfucking p
I beat other rappers no
a dick too, make me come fast
I like them modelin' bitches, I love them swallowin' bitches
Where them hoes, there they at, I'm 'bout to follow them
a dick too, make me come fast
I like them modelin' bitches, I love them swallowin' bitches
Where them hoes, there they at, I'm 'bout to follow them
the monster in some of the stories
Horrors, it's tragic, there's no rooting for me
Accepting no love from the ones who adore me
Adore me
All these little
a light in the Vatican window for all the world to see
And a voice cries in the wilderness and sometimes he speaks for me
I suppose I love him most of all
Written by: John Duarte, Mark Paul
Mr. Mambo (repeat)
I've been waiting for the weekend
To go out and have some fun
Well the stars shine just like
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