Lyrics:
Turn my lyrics up until you're bathing in my melanin
Spit it sushi raw, in her Jaws like some Vicodin
Music is the vessel, feels more like a weapon
Well I'm lyin' in my bed, a tangle of arms and legs,
But the one that I'm with is not the one bouncing 'round my head.
I could turn this into song
shit back
Hold on bro
Beat his ass like it's a Rematch
I herd he wanna talk it out
I don't like the chit chat
Bitch I'll send one to you
Send me what
I don't got time for these fake niggas
Blank with em you ain't no problem you gon plank with em
By the way you niggas act I bet you hate woman
Rubber
[Intro: Malik B]
Check me out, turn my music up, yeah
One-two, yeah, one-two, uh, yeah
Check me out, yeah
[Verse 1: Malik B]
c militant, Mr. Green
at the innards of a pie
And she turns to me and laughs with a crooked smile
Yes she laughs and turns to me with a crooked smile
"Can you keep an eye
You wasted all my time boy
And if I had a dollar
For every time you hurt me
I'd be rich like Kylie
Cruising in my Lambo'
Chilling by the pool
Sipping
Boy meets girl
Twenty-two
What's your name?
Turns to I love you
A studio apartment
Saves up for a house
A first kiss under the neon
Turns
outside and a pussy is part of the price damn you
I’m a get a f**kin bag so big it rips the Louie
I'ma put a hit out on every prick that did s**t to me
living legend, ever green
Governator, Mr Universe, Olympia
Years gone by and the movie star
Proudly ran for governor
You need to go specifically
Crunk in the club with the crew by my side
Ready for action, I pen out the ride
Who's ever with me will throw hand so quickly
So if you against me, be
spine
I'll turn into Mr. Pruyne
Mr. Griffin at the best
'Cause I had cheated, every test
Sparksnotes 1984
Actually can't read at all
Yo I am mad like
in my mind
Inch by inch up, down, all around
Caterpillars crawl but you don't see no frowns
Because it's gonna fly, it's gonna fly
He's gonna fly out
Last month you vowed you'd never talk to me again and as always you've held your word
But the truth will come out eventually and by that point you
Mclovin, nigga
I know that's your bitch, I still tried fucking with her
How I turn 50k into a hunnid, nigga
40 in my back pocket, walkin' out the store
I had
full, the show is about to start
Please suit yourself, the host is just coming out
There is no need to worry about anything
You entered this place
could have worked it out
Love can bring so much rain
It can turn your world around and leave you feeling down
Love can cause so much strain
It can tear
And under my coat
I got a micro-recorder,
A pad, and a pencil,
And a picture of you
I can't believe you did that
I see two love birds walking by
With
Well I'm lyin' in my bed, a tangle of arms and legs,
But the one that I'm with is not the one bouncing 'round my head.
I could turn this into song
up in
Whether you like it or not
But how them girls blow up but
Don’t come to the hood?
How they turn they nose up like
They don’t come from the hood?
niggas can't fuck with Chuck
I'm a Compton nigga and I don't give a fuck
Nigga walk around with that pistol tucked
I do drive-by's out a Bentley truck
Turn it up to ten, yeah it's kickin’ in
Come on sing it loud
Till the last call shout it out now
Can I get a yeeee haaaaa
I like it hillbilly, I like it
not well loved by the city bulls
Or fools like Andy White
So that gang framed him for murder
Pulled him out of bed in the middle of the night
But if
get your cheese up
Dope man bitch!
Call me Mr.Re-Up
The kitchen smells like fish, the fish scale dog
1000 Grams at a time on the Digiscale ow!
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