Lyrics:
a lotta Ms
I eat McDonald's still, uh
I want Madonna's crib, uh
How you gon' get it for me?
Right now, I'm lookin' for manager
Gotta be Michael Jackson
all of my proceeds
Don't I flow like I don't bleed? Every cut is just dumb
After me there will be none I told you there is only one (Soul)
Yeah, and I
it like to be – and I know how I
Feel about it – but you’re
Definitely one of my peers, and one
That I look at and say "He gets it
But I’d love to hear
I remember how I used to walk up and down the streets
Of the city of New Orleans, bound by drugs, bound by alcohol
Committing the different acts
tricked 'em, I gave 'em work then I sticked 'em
I stripped 'em, cause niggas don't want the friction
Told you before how I bring the drama
Slam Larry
that drink my liquor and smoke my stogies
How come you ain't on Facebook taking up for me
When you round me most of the day, and you know that I
Creature and I know it, how bohemian! Shush
For the poet, nah fuck that! Let's go to the loo,
Like animals two by two, and what was it
You said you do? Is
newspapers by the kitchen sink
You think I'm off limits driving a 74 dodge Plymouth
Up the street with human feet colored apple-green
With spots eatin
Would you be in Dallas?
Still workin a 9-5
Or maybe in Memphis?
Off of Elvis Presley Drive
Or maybe our hometown
Coming home to me
Sometimes I wonder
a grown man one day
And I'll look back and they'll be one thing that I can't say
And that's how the fuck did you let that talent go to waste?
dough, run up my dough
Yeah, I just get that dough, collect my dough, run up that dough (yeah)
Yeah, I heard you want the smoke, who want the smoke? I
tryin to be a rapper
But rappin don't mean shit to Elvis Presley-lovin crackers
Plus I'm with a record label gankin me and fuckin me
Niggas always
dancing on me like I'm Elvis,
Presley, I don't need a prezi
I'm impressive and I'm never selfish huh
Been killing all these verses
But you know I'm never
This memory loss ain't gon' be temporary
Who really look like The Hustla? Me or him?
I done made a $100, 000 off a Chirp
You know that Nextel phone with
the queen of 1964
But the truth of the matter is
Nobody wants her anymore
There was a time she could've shown you how
But nobody wants an overage
The slave is here, the file is on, but I don´t know how to save
Just pay me to stay away, and the danger will be erased
One day, I will get You, out of my
want me to falls so they can next me
Imma die shitting on niggas Elvis Presley
If they knew better they'll do better
To fly me and you together like 2
you, all night long
And I wonder
Do you think about me?
Oh baby I just wonder
Do you think about me?
Okay, I could be your Elvis, you could be Priscilla
that
I only want you more which means that
If I can't feel for me then I can't feel for you
And it only hurts because I wanna love you
But I can't and I
Traitor women) gets scared
A big "fuck you" to those of you who
Have the audacity to claim that I'm so
Naive and stupid that I would allow myself
To be
I said when the lights shut off
And it's my turn to settle down
My main concern
Promise that you will sing about me
Promise that you will sing
back
When I'm talking, I'm walking, you know I can't lack
Know I see how you moving and want it all back
I can't go up from here, I'll be like an old
Eniyan Rara
O De Pada Wa Gbo Ogo Fun Ole Mi
Oniduro Mi E Seun O
(The One Who Stands By Me, Thank You)
B’oje Eniyan Lo Duro Mi Won A Ti Ma Soro
(If It
have to expect that you as my kin will hold me to account
If I can't be normal and happy
When I'm alive
When I'm alive
When the only person who you
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