Lyrics:
make y'all wanna come get me
But look here, I work hard for all the things I got
And to hang with a n****s just an intricate plot
You smoke my weed,
I'm with Mariah Carey
I'm bringing all the love, you can never hate me!
Word around town that I'm ballin daily
When I spread good vibes you know I go
your glass down, or end up in the trunk
You wonder when my dope styles sound kind of varied
The Pictionary, man with my backpack, I'll Carey
Mariah
passed go
fake Mariah Carey
yea she need a hero
all these squares in my area
feel they failed geometry
thermal in the summer time
cause ain't nobody hot
your glass down, or end up in the trunk
You wonder when my dope styles sound kind of varied
The Pictionary, man with my backpack, I'll Carey
Mariah
your glass down, or end up in the trunk
You wonder when my dope styles sound kind of varied
The Pictionary, man with my backpack, I'll Carey
Mariah
me singing like Mariah Carey at a kareoke
You my dream lover
The wind beneath my wings
Baby we belong together
Business meetings
Straight to the bank
Got three vaults inside
Can't jeopardize
You see it all in my eyes
No disguise
Mask on
Jim Carey when I saw them
Just bit a piece of the gingerbread man
He better shut the fuck up, so I can dance
To Mariah Carey, getting pretty scary
The stench of merry Mary is
Terry Crews
They say that's a lie like Carey in the room
They ain't talking Mariah but the one that shoot
No disrespect to the Nick
Not talking bout
niggas in the club flexin
My big bro got killed on Crenshaw and Manchester
Uncle Jules rest in Inglewood Cemetery
You probably shouldn't come around
(Baby, you know, you know, you know I need your love)
You cannot find no one better than this
Try to do right by you, but we can't mix, I tried
Autograph sign and pass wit a gold tip sharpee
Permanent ink blots undrunk from velly poo scotts
All you faggots try to judge my shit like Ed Koch
been mobile, told you, bro, that's what moguls do
By some, I been told I'm a total douche, uh
Cop the Ghost, now my homies spooked, boo
Uh, I jumped
we kick it kick it like Harry Maguire
I laugh this beat Fire
DJ spin it like a tyre
On & on I Carey
Like my name Mariah
Cannon ball flow
Nickname me
And clutch my nutsack and spit all who pick at me
A pitt and rott mix, fuck the dogs you sic on me
I'm sayin' you motherfuckers don't know us, quit playin'
And clutch my nutsack and spit all who pick at me
A pitt and rott mix, fuck the dogs you sic on me
I'm sayin' you motherfuckers don't know us, quit playin'
My girl mad at me cause
I'm fucking with her pa'
Fuck Mariah Carey yeah
That bitch's music sucks
All I want for Christmas is a ton of vbucks
Cruising
by any Means
Chop with a scope and it came with a Beam
Get you stretch like limousine
Have you sound like Mariah Carey the Way that it sing
Huh she
sending three texts,
"fuck," "you," "bitch,"
I don't care about what she said
If my mom heard this song she'd be mad pissed
I be dressed in all black like
though
Money problems everybody got those
But now a days we don't got those
Birkin bag all my bitches got those
No chanel everybody got those
Shooters
Think about it
You could of Mariah
Mariah to my Carey
You would of been the one
But you were acting scary
Problem from the start
You were acting scary
company bitch call me Jack Tripper
[Chorus]
[Snoop Dogg]
I'm back up in the VIP
In a cloud of smoke
Be poundin' surrounded by all my folks
Give me
It's hard to think another year has passed
Time is blurring, feels like it's still the last
Stolen by the purple light, trapped inside my bubble
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