Lyrics:
Give me the cue
Skip the introduction
Proceed the lip function
The junction get rushed by some grimy people busting weed
Splatter your melons like
(GRIM)
Play these bitches like I'm David Guetta
Shoutout VIC that's my bro he a stepper
Need a bitch that's thick and a go getter
Niggas can't catch
One day you'll learn when you get burned
By then it will be too late you ya
Be too late for ya
When the fire spreads and burns, don't you know?
and light my body up
Nicki, David Guetta
Pull of in a sprinter
Woah woah nigga
Im the best contender
I just spilled my drink on my brand new mink
Woah woah
a back
Each can play guitar, cause those bands a saluting
Everyday someone forments these drive-by shootings
Will there ever be peace on the Earth
With
and you saw who you was
Cole World, it couldn't be more clearer
The time is now, couldn't be more her-er
My reign gonna last like 3-4 eras
Say hello
the life of another girl damaged by the system
These foster homes, I run away and never do miss 'em
See, my hormones just run away and if I can get 'em
Ayo Tory
I told we gone do the remix
Easy Stevie, easy (ye)
Remix Baby
Talk to me, baby (talk)
You's a prissy little missy, baby
I got one
kill ya, I'll chop ya up
Put ya inside the mattress like drug money nigga
Yeah, I done told you niggas
Nine or ten times stop fucking with me
I
nigga breathin
I feel like David and Goliath, a hungry pack of hyaenas
Showing they teeth when I'm eating
Do it look like I'm cheesing?
Took my lick
Yeah
Remix
Yeah, check it out
Brought to you by Blackstreet
It's the remix
No diggity, no doubt
Play on playette
Lil' Man, Funky Mama in
kill ya, I'll chop ya up
Put ya inside the mattress like drug money nigga
Yeah, I done told you niggas
Nine or ten times stop fucking with me
I
the remix and bath salts (remix)
We see what your stash about (stash)
Dope in the cabin route (hey!)
Feel like I'm passing out (whew)
But they keep
Wanted to be an artist i
Was of course inspired
By Debbie Harry and Chrissie
Hynde and Aretha Franklin
But my real muse was David
Bowie he embodied male
and roll you a spliff, I'm lit, bitch, I'm lit
Just like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chips, I'm rich, bitch, I'm rich
David Chapelle on his latest
I don't believe you when you gas me up and hype me
'Cause you're lustin'
And these women you're fuckin' look nothin' like me, David
You find
one-on-one
Take this dope, hit a one on one
Ain't nothing else to do, she wanna cum for fun
I'm by myself, I brung no one
Nigga, she want me like Givenchy
In
cat, man)
Nigga it's-
It's the remix, son
Can it be, act like you know
Check it
Yo, check what happened out of state
I'm knockin' off
cat, man)
Nigga it's-
It's the remix, son
Can it be, act like you know
Check it
Yo, check what happened out of state
I'm knockin' off
the club tonight
Theres no time to slack
N girls dun be frontin like u aint up for dat
Imagine u one of ___ while he be ___from da back
Tim westwood dj
to overcome
About to take these Giants down
One by One
Fee Fi Fo Fum
We about to overcome
About to take these Giants down
One by One
Seems like every step that
(Yeah)
Drop it we fishing, bro water whipping
Feel like I’m winning, the hotline is blinging
David he itching he just took a ….
Now he said
I'm a stay down till these bitches put a nigga in the ground)
(ohh!)
[Verse 1: David Banner]
I remember those days I was broke and a bitch barely up
like me
Its not by might nor by power of men Its by your grace you saved me Yahuwah
I know I can be difficult at times I know my pride is blinding me
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