Lyrics:
3 (Yung Verbal)
Bopelo bochangitse mfana what them say
You can see son set like the end of the day
Steal your city and your girl by the end
to the Rover
"So Fresh So Clean" like Outkast, a PD can't pull me over
I'm "Big Pimpin" like Jay-Z, steady "Stunning" like Baby
"I Need A Girl" like Free,
3 (Yung Verbal)
Bopelo bochangitse mfana what them say
You can see son set like the end of the day
Steal your city and your girl by the end
by the nuts and tried to take my sausage as a hostage
Ain't it obvious? Pretty much a no brainer, or should I say Cobainer?
That she's plain addicted
on my brain and death in my veins
Had a main thang we stayed up til 2
Smokin'
Waking and bakin' we naked
My body was lovin' it
Soul was hatin' it
Time
here, Westside)
Understand this
Ain't no nigga like me, fuck Jay-Z
He broke and I smoke daily, baby, let's be friends (come on y'all)
Let's be
at least a grand
Gold on my neck, my pistols close at hand
I'm a self-made monster of the city streets
Remotely controlled by hard hip-hop beats
But just
she's the girl I always dreamed about
The finest girl you've ever seen
A true queen
She smoke tree
Loves her music OG
She's still playing Jay Z
In her
so blue
But you're my favorite view
And girl I just cant resist
You know you the shit
You know its true
Yea, I know an artist or two
They paint
now),
I stomped this joint from top to toe,
I found nothing but half pint two bit guys,
acting out the parts, who might have been charming,
some are in
Big Z, Big Mood, Big Z
Boom...
Baby I am sorry, that I take you for granted baby
I am sorry, for every time me diss you baby I am sorry
girl is you
gave your girl a ex tab
The best sex she ever had
[Chorus: x2]
I gotta be a player for life, I gotta be a player for life
[Too Short]
It'd be
part of half the worlds crime
Runaway child blown by an old land mine
Little ones workin' in diamond mines
So cats can say whats hers and whats mine
til' shit pop off
Keep two side bitches and one on deck
Girls BBL Drizzy yeah that's a rich flex
Goddamn
Slide in Tootsie's with the white mink
Big
what we do. X2
Verse
One two, one two three, counting pretty girls who be comin’ by me. Look around, look around and it’s all mamis, who wanna get up
Look
Jay Wil The Six
I'm back, I'm bad
You mad, thats sad
It sucks, To suck
Don't push, your luck
Your girls, alone
She text, my phone
I take, your
a daughter to feed
And two hundred dollars ain't enough to water the seed, the best thing
Would be for me to leave Taco Bell and hit up Chess King
And have
get going
I just let em sleep quit snoring
This cool shit keep going (UH)
I love girls girls like jay-z
Mario shit I can't Love no daisy
I be wanting
'Cause I got a daughter to feed
And two hundred dollars ain't enough to water the seed, the best thing
Would be for me to leave Taco Bell and hit up
books, kaboom pow-pow
Into a girl's mind, spit fine, no wine dine
I keep two phones, sidekick for bad dimes
And the topic in question is why I'm so
been 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 16 (It's been 16 years?)
God damn (16 years, motherfucker)
And Jessica, let me tell you something about them yams, baby girl
You
been waiting for
You became a part of me, yeah
You're mine, for life
And I'll be by your side
We are entwined
You're mine, for life,
Hold me until we
a champion
Need a good girl by my side like a companion
Never been a silver boy all I see is fuckin' gold
And real ones got mo ice on than Captain Cold
Hot
off like rocket ships
Straight jacket jeans, you look crazy in 'em
The way you rockin that, I thought they was Jay-Z denim
Let me drop a jewel
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