Lyrics:
on go because this year a bop (brr)
I got boo stamps 'cause he always complainin'
He don't eat enough of that pussy, you playin'
You better be careful
heady flow, meet me at the tele' hoe
You don't do the tele', oh, fuck it bitch you gotta go
Workin' wit a lot of dough and a little bit of time
Bitch I
I knew you were calling me Baby
When we'd go out on a date
Then one day we went to your family's cabin
Out in the woods by the lake
We spent
Tell him "See ya later (Later Gator)
Stocking up on drinks and some food
With Beer to set the mood
Thay called it by their last name
Now it's Jackson's
I don't need nobody, I don't want nobody
I don't care about nobody
They don't care about me
I don't need nobody, I don't want nobody
I don't care
passin' out bruises,
lacerations and broken jawses
Emcees want to floss you better understand who's the boss
before I do a Michael Jackson and "Cut your
hoes but they can't post when they with me (ooh, no)
I don't believe in sippin' purple rain, with Prince and Lil Keed (ooh, it's lit)
I be feeling like
catch me if you can, I ain't Dicaprio
This lucid dream will have you go like half a dose of Adderall
Capicola sandwiches are tasty from Primanti's
I
clackin
Look at Mr. Jackson, n**** with no reaction
If you scared, go to church, we gon' hit you where it hurts
That don't work, we'll put you in
hunting children
I mistook this old frail
Witch for Rumpelstiltskin
Don't say anything about Vis
You got no friends, except mystical imps
Like okay, you
"Boy, ain't you got any other songs than these?"
I go walkin' after midnight, goin' where the lonely go
I got heartaches by the number, hear that
Uh, I give my man props 'cause he's living
(Why wait until the heartbeat stops)
Don't you know that proper respect is what we're giving
(We're giving
better if I go spend a bag on her
Don't you be silly and think that she loyal and go out here and spend your last on her
She gone come back when she see me
hear her bone
When we don't hear her bone, we could come and get around
But every time we go, I go
Swimmer down just like Wanda
I don't wanna down, no
in the mood, just go with the flow
And I can play rapping records and all disco
Like "Beat It," "Billie Jean," by Michael Jackson
Or the Treacherous
and Flex don't roll unless they Andrew Jackson
It's Brooklyn by me the crook the I-B ya even look
At ID you gettin' hooked to I-V
Motherfuckers huh
Wish I was the perfect man
But I still be sinning man
That makes this picture incomplete
Like it's missing frames
But natural ways are flawed
Gotta go
them baggin grams
I'm a bad man
Strap in my hand
Give me some mad plans
Picture my city
Surrounded by crimnals
And then some
I'm go have to hit one
bitch
I can't motherfuckin' stop movin'
Go against me, you won't stop losin'
From the city where every month is May-
Day at home, spray your dome
Sommeliers picking Jackson Triggs
I go to Mass like I'm Boson-Higgs
I'm living life getting by working gig to gig
You learn to smile when you lose
Even if you
even see it
We go to school we learn it and they say we can't be it
I'm rocking Burberry I look like a picnic
Don't get twisted cause I ain't even free
at Mr. Jackson, nigga with no reaction
If you scared, go to church, we gon' hit you where it hurts
That don't work, we'll put you in the dirt
Cause
clackin
Look at Mr. Jackson, n**** with no reaction
If you scared, go to church, we gon' hit you where it hurts
That don't work, we'll put you in
you have right now?
WEST: Well, influence isn't my definition of
Success it's a
By-product of my creativity i just
Want to create more i would be
Fine
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