Lyrics:
But I’m fed up with excuses
Somebody’s gotta tell me where the loot is
Claim the throne, you can call it call of duty
Gonna climb my way up
of like a rap rendition of a fry in a wrap
Just try it as that
You rappers Rebel Wilson's vagina, you stank!
I take it back, I don't know that ho
Wake up on a Sunday morning
Cleanse myself and go to church
While on my way to Sunday school
I spilt a lil blood on my shirt
I pull up
Condolences
I don't know what I'ma do
How we Gone get it
But I know some how
We gone find a way to get it though
Shit by any means
We gone grind to get it
CruUp
the one
We backing it out
They backing it up
Don Wilson no scrub
We smoking the grub
I'm crashing the truck
The perc got me slump
Most of my niggas, I
and you I'm ambitious, sometimes I feel like I'm 2Pac (Ayy)
Lord be my witness, lil mami come closer on god I swear I'll treat you right (yeah)
Fairy tale
but I'm back on the soil
Got my crown tilted, my gown quilted, Tipper Cashmere
Burned the room down in a minute, built it last year
Newsflash, I
Am I seein' shit
Or is that really giant crickets
Got blisters on my feet from
Walkin' back and fourth to Wilson's
Long days workin' for the movin'
Got me singin so higher than Charlie Puth (Yea yea)
Lovin the way that you sound (Sound)
Can we go another round? (Round)
You got cake by the pound
But now god take my bruddas and there lives is what I’m missing
You know you would take this life but right you now I’m still riding
Right by my bruddas
the butt
Then let you come and kiss
The shit out my dick, pucker up
Ha
I gave her flowers, but they weren't roses
So she threw them back in my face
And now
those years behind
Oh, cotton candy, carousels
Got to find a wishing well to wish you back to me
That's the way I feel inside
You wore pigtails
the pace, I’m runnin, I’m divin, I’m already there
I look at my Past and say, Never Going back No way
I’m Dripping, I’m Saucing today yah
Baby Girl drives me
the sharks swim
I been missing Grandpa, he died an alcoholic
I wish some days would pass by where I was just thoughtless
My people they still rely on me, ride
I got me a cattle ranch
Back in '51
Started up a family there
With three girls and a son
But when the war spread out west
And my brothers joined with
time to wake up
Came a long way from the mattress, who's gonna match this?
Cock shit from the chopstick, I'm packing
Backless, get back, end
DEMON! And we'll remember you, friend, when it comes votin' time. And Margaret Boyd[?] and Carmen Belacord[?], despite ...[?] habit, did some help to back
women wisely, Charlie's Angels got my back
as if I was Bosley, bout to get rowdy
So pray to Mother Mary, you think this is easy?
Be a cold day in Hell
a new thing (Come home Charlie)
Now it shall spring forth (Come home Charlie)
Shall you not know it? (Come, come, come home Charlie)
I will even make
I was a PFC on a search patrol huntin' Charlie down
It was in the jungle wars of '65
My weapon jammed and I got stuck way out and all alone
I was a PFC on a search patrol huntin' Charlie down
It was in the jungle wars of '65
My weapon jammed and I got stuck way out and all alone
I was a PFC on a search patrol huntin' Charlie down
It was in the jungle wars of '65
My weapon jammed and I got stuck way out and all alone
And I
it up, throw it up
[WC]
Fuck talkin, I`m chalkin niggas, best ta get ta walkin
It`s The Shadiest, Charlie Hustle and my nigga the Chickenhawk in
my face in those cheeks
I'm making her squeal
By the way that I eat it
I'm fucking her silly
I'm a goat my new name is Billy
I'm chasing a milly
You
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