Lyrics:
only a bill
(Yo yo yo, La, chill
The Nature wanna hear some of that
Up-to date, New Swing stuff)
Aight, I got you, here we go one more time
(Kick it)
the drama (yeah)
I been on the grind, makin' all the commas (yeah)
Then I got sued by my baby mama
I'm tryna find the time, show up at the court case
Man,
better
Now that, now that I found you
Life is, better
Now that, now that I found you
[Q-Tip]
Uh, uh, one step at a time, a man walked on the moon
One
try to diss, your butt is on a meat hook
Want some of me? You're on a mission
Bad move, you end up missin
Let's get it straight for the '89 tip
like it's a Q-tip flip
Yo', you haven't heard the word about the floetry shit
Floecism, floetry, uh, it's floetic
Once you have heard it, you'll
representin
Just a good shit, Funk Flex, representin
All of a sudden I thought shit gettin thin
Wu-tang actin up with their group from Shaolin
Erick Sermon
by a different bunch hot little girls
Speed it up, and let a real niggas see what ya got lil' girl
Got lil' doe, got something to blow
You wanna get
yourself?
Well, I'm the dope man
Yeah, boy, wear corduroy
Money up to here but unemployed
You keep smokin' that rock and my pocket's gettin' bigger
when your chain come up missin'
Q! Q! See Kendrick Lamar Live
Get tickets as low as $166
Ah! Double up, shit, what the fuck?
Get me some my promo
and never let these bitches know ya
And even though I'm gettin' high, a thug nigga gettin' by
Catchin' bitches spittin' lies, I'm gettin' mine
All day, I
the drama
With the Q you I K comma
Now that's drama so pay attention
By the way I must mention I'm comin' off
Hard in the third dimension
With the glare but
Ye ain't big-big whippin'
Ye ain't steady tip-tippin'
No girl gettin', homie
You ain't fresh azimiz
Think ye is (think ye is)
But ya ain't (but ya
I was the one sleepin' all alone
When you were at the party
I was the one waitin' by the phone
When you were with somebody
Now here you come
that's how we live up in the Bridge
You just sit scared cock back the gat then hit a nigga like a bid
25 naw kid you gettin' life
Forever burnin' in hell
the q the r the s the t the you the v
W, x, y, z, it's bullshit to me
Rhyme to the rhythm of a or should I give a brother time
And move on, you
i seen ups and downs hit
but i aint never heard him sound the way that he sounded
it really caught a nigga by surprise, i was astounded
he a real
far
Been livin' off tips in them Broadway bars
She's a troubadour queen but time left its mark
The scene's passed her by
In a world that's passed
titties, lil' waist (mwah)
Body-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody
Ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody
Look at how I bodied that, ate it up and gave it back (ugh)
they rolled right by it
Wasn't me they was after
A little red corvette
They was tryin to capture
Dread I feel sweat so I set down my jacket
Look up
Yes pineapple Sunkiss, baby
Laced up uh huh
Yeah, all these hoes ain't nothin' but hoes
I got a few college bitches
And a couple of pros
I cut 'em
started buggin, we used to cool at the mall
But on the S.T., the Sneak Tip, they prayed for my downfall
I used to cruise by in my rock and always hear them
MTV with Kurt Lod'
With the Q-four-feezy, be hurtin folks
Keep the bird toast, black handle, horoscope hood scandle
You the type of n****s puffin in
that stuff gotta go
Usually when I pick up the mic
Something ill jumps out my mouth for that night
I like to talk about fact not fiction
I got
tougher than penicillin
From the block where the crooked cops killin' like a villain
Children, in the hood gettin' rocked by they buildings
And brothers,
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