Lyrics:
virginity
Your jam is just a dreamin' MC scheme
gettin' crushed by a L.L. theme
somethin' like Shaft, put you in a cask', bo!
You little blood-clot
and my man Rick got millions of gold albums
(That's a lie) I'm gettin' cold money every day
(You're a liar)
You'll need a wheel barrow for all that shit in
Juggin' & counting & stacking it
Dusse my cup
Bands in a rover I'm rolling a shooter I'm feeling lit
Hop out the V
I'm counting up bands by the minute I
resident
Resident supported by the speaker view
Want to feel it in your shoe
Let me show you how
Platform witnesses
Witnesses, show you to my show-lab
album, Ice Cube, nigga kill at will
Had to balance, Double M is the imperial
Niggas pay respect, they mail it in an envelope
Fucking centerfolds like I
god
I just beat that uncharted 4, lit
Bitch, I been at it
Rattpack if you live it, you die by that shit—get it tatted
I think I done had it now,
'fore he came
Yeah, I got a name, but only twenty dollars to it
Next album you gon' blow, up my ass, you done blew it before
Being in my video, what's
of the dope stuff
So in the record store, you can't pass by us
GET the album, HEAR THE MUSIC
And hold on so you just don't lose it
As a reference, for
where you go
Volume 5 is able to make you feel something
And if you haven't heard it today I love you, stay lit
I go by the name of IAMDDB
I hope you
a riot
If I don't talk about it on my album, they won't buy it
Man, fuck that, listen up, quiet
They wanna see a black man fall down, uh
They wanna see
I don't really dance, but I'mma trust in your moves
Take her by the hand, and I'mma trust what she do
Romance in the room, and I can tell she in her
I remember the photo we took
Cause you taped it in your old scrapbook
It was August down by the brook
We drank the liquor from our parents that we
virginity
Your jam is just a dreamin' MC scheme
gettin' crushed by a L.L. theme
somethin' like Shaft, put you in a cask', bo!
You little blood-clot
Sick and tired by the way you do
Good time papa gonna poison you
Sprinkle goofer dust all around your bed
Wake up one of these days, find your own
don't understand i'm misunderstood
Give Interscope two more albums
Then I'm done for good
Sold 10 million records, ain't leave the hood
It's a cold world,
life in Setagaya
New resident ain't no other foreigner flyer
Im dripped in business attire, moving like some race tires
Moving like the public enemy they
Just point out the bounce
Yes, just point out the bounce nigga
Yo, listen
Rumor has it "The Blueprint" classic
Couldn't even be stopped by Bin
records, what a wonderful surprise, uh-oh
My teachers said I wouldn't be shit, yeah
My brother said I shouldn't be here, uh
Uh, we did a album in a week,
was ignoring us
Now they wanna take shots when I'm pouring up
I just got head from a foreigner
Made my kids disappear like a socerer
You don’t want war
some influencers on TikTok, you bitch
I made a whole ass album, I worked hard on it
Fifteen tracks, we don't last fifteen seconds
We got A.D.D. and if
provided by Cookin' Soul (Uh, huh)
Came in this game from out of
Nowhere and I took control
(I took shit over, nigga) rockin' my jewels
I'm goin' to see one
feny
(Feny) lidi od rapu jsou ženy
Chtěli by tě suckovat a chtěli by fellit (Fellit)
Chtěli by, aby ses zachoval (Zachoval)
Tak aby z toho něco měli
grass that you pass around (you know)
Then I stash a pound by my ave' with rounds (you know)
I'm a gangsta until they put my casket down (you know)
You
seems like nobody cares
All of that is what you're about to experience through my eyes
I just wanted to let you know by listening to this album all
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