Lyrics:
and I know you love it
A rose is still a rose, so I rose above it
The more that they see the woman got a mind of her own
The less that they want a part
whatchu' need
Blue faces make a DVD
And this dick baby it got dopamine
Don't you know i got the drugs you like
Xan and blow, yeah that's my type
Holla'
at the homecoming On a golf cart or a side-by-side, them lums is outside
Who's your people? That's the question
You a Lumbee? That's a blessing
Got collard wraps,
Quit discussing
All that fuck shit
I don't want to hear no problems
While I'm working
I don't need to hear you talking
You just barking
I don't
My plug got they PHD
Talk that shit you gon RIP
Or you getting picked up by an EMT
I be shootin' shots like Cp3
Slide in a bitch like DvD
Finna make
Be right back I'm gonna cry
Haye main mar gaya, I die
Aaja soniye, let's get it kickin
Baby be my butter chicken
I want to make you my chick
buy me
All these niggas turkey screaming fry me
Oh you want a 100 yeah I got it kid
Grab 10 stuffed it in the dorm like a college kid
Say she need this
corner my mind
Like a new DVD
When I try to swim out
To the fish in the sea
You're not all that I want
So Don't play me a fool
I'm sick of the game
I
own hustle (Uh huh)
You don't even know if you think I had no struggle
Though I'm from the 'Del, home of the rich and fabulous
I was no trust fund baby
to get your fuckin throat slit
I wanna call Gus and hang you by your pedo wrists
This is not a threat, just a little wish
Also scammy fake mechanics do
you do
Well then don't be afraid to take me by the hand
If you want to
I think this is how love goes
Check yes or no
Do you love me? Do you wanna be my
STRAIGHT LYRICS
Written by: Brandon Hayes AKA Familiar The Artist
Intro
I mean it’s a whole lotta mu-fuckin money to make/ I’m just trynna get some
K-H-J Los Angeles!
Portions of today's programming are reproduced by means of electrical transcriptions or tape recordings
You can hear the music
transcriptions or tape recordings")
(Clip of Motown song "Mr. Big Star" fades into lyrics)
You can hear the music
Of the AM radio
The VCR and the DVD
There
cheap little fuckin' brats
Who I actively have to babysit
Shawty, I know that you want me, the way that you looking at me
Come on and jump in the car seat
Criminal
Who d’you reckon planned it? (I and I)
You can bread more all you want
You’ll die before I finish
The second sandwich toaster in the holster
If I
on stage like a DVD
Put me in the MOMA when it's over with
I used to look up to the sky, now I'm over shit
Remember that I still got you
I still got
Shorty want to Ride
We can get low
Hop up in the chevy 4
Look shorty want to ride
Let your hair down
You said you want uh
In my 2 seaters
That's my
Take her too my place
You know that I nut on her face
My car goes One-Eighty
Getting my dick sucked by a lady
In the front seat I ain't driving safely
While I change the game
Like Sigel and J, nigga what
I'll never follow I'm a baller, U-Hauler
Prowler on the scene, fog eyes looking mean
DVD's with
faded, can't finish my sentence
Got this by the DVD, you ain't gone get it
And they be on TMZ, please mind your business
I like how you treatin' me, I had
Triple X, dvd's, I got a whole stack in
Was snapped out of my daydream by something that I seen
I left the tissue full of spunk on the floor by my jeans
It
(You let slip right on by)
How can I face a world that doesn't know me
A world that doesn't care whether I live or die
And why
'cause I went to City
wanna chat online
Talk about beef but you know I’m fine
I don’t want beef man I just want mine
Check the feed lad I’m still not signed
I remember days I
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