Lyrics:
But I got a bad girl like Kim K
And I'm never gonna let her meet Ray J
I feel like Kanye West
And I
And I
I feel like Kanye West (Kanye West) (I feel
Ray J said
But know I'm down
Uh, freaky deaky show me somethin'
Uh, shake it like you owe me somethin'
Uh, pushin' on the pussy like a button
Came
in some Audi's off a lot of drugs
If a opp in a party fire up the club
And for my real niggas bitch I show love
I might spend a couple bands
Smoking a j
Out by the bay
It’s been a week
What can I say?
Clearing my head
Leaving my friends on read
Put on a front
Down in the dumps
Waiting for
run
S sun
T time
U umbrella
V very
W what
X x-ray
Y yoga
Z zebra
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y and Z
Now you know your ABC
Next
am I?
Why I hide? Huh
Fourth-grade, Mary J. Blige
All I like, I made a mill off a lie
And I lie so I write another lie
Rca, that note wasn't 'bout
a bitch like Ray J
I was Tay K before Tay K
They know not to call unless it's payday
Bey Bey
Bey Bey
Bey Bey Bey
I ain't never been whooped
Had bricks that
And I'm rolling with my man Biggie Smalls
Mary J. Blige and K-Ci from Jodeci
And we about to do something new
We about to
Check it, say what, say what?
Born in a barn to a teenaged mom four years before his birth
With X-ray vision and super speed and a brain the size of Earth
He wore a big "J
to tell a lie a stay keeping my shades on
Ray's on blaze on
Do you wanna come to mine
Because i want you by my side
Do you wanna stay the night
your mistress
Miss me with that bull you in deep shit
Oh who's that calling on your phone Ray J
Don't tell me it is your mom Ray J
Coz I know her name
I was staring a hole through CMT
Watchin' everybody else who'd been waitin' for me
I thought by now I'd been a household name
After all I had, if
fuckin' Billy Ray Cyrus
I'm the highest MC of all time
Got my mind on the D
And the D on my mind
And the line gets drawn when my eyes can't see
Hit
That's hand of God
Ya welcome to the hand of God album
Baze music
One love
And I go by the name Jikus John J Twice
Africa to the world
Na hand of God Na
em all up buffet cafe
My bars hit straight, sting ray word play
Confuse you dude from the shoes all J's
Flow so sick get em out my air way
This pretty
they know me so well
But I shows no love and be like: "Oh, well! " (well!)
When my album drops, sure as hell goin' sell (yup!)
Stack cash and laugh
du famas soutenu par la famille
Comme Ray Liotta j'suis la que pour les vé-la
Comme l'état j'suis la que pour les lovés
Avancer corps sous drogue
run
S sun
T time
U umbrella
V very
W what
X x-ray
Y yoga
Z zebra
c B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y and Z
Now you know your cBC
Next
Walk in like its pay day
Shades on like I'm Ray J
Pinked out, givin' Sharpay
Contour, Viva La Jousay
Boobs out, freaky Friday
Freaks on Friday
Keeps
(uh-huh)
Catch me on an island, eating lobsters with the shooters
Haters in the crib like Ray J with the noodles
For the self-made bosses, gotta make
Oh! Oh! Oh! Ray J, Kay Slay, Ray J
Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! OH!
Baby girl want some of that (Thug love)
So I'm a give her that (Thug love)
She needs that
Santan from the V-V x AJ
Mad mystic with the pen like J.K
True say, I ain't really a drinker
But I got love for brandy like Ray J
Champagne
to shoot-shoot
This ain't For the Love of Ray J, it's for the love of the AK
'Cause you can get scratched like AJ
Cuban Link Dynasty has emerged, this rap shit
Yo,
I'm on a wave
And my dough goin' nuts, I ain't talkin' glazed
Flow so hot, you can feel the rays
Ballin' on these niggas like Dr. J
What it cost
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