Lyrics:
(Eeow)
Boy, this kitty talk Louis, Pucci, YSL (YSL)
Boy, this kitty make movies
Wetter than a whale
Boy, this kitty be choosing, draft, NFL
(Ching, ching)
(bang bang)
They atheist they never believed till I pulled up with the bag (pulled up with the bag)
Come to the money 1st pick in the draft
Used to be
Oooh, you got 'em mad; I'm convinced
She bad and she made it with the pics
If we talkin' drafts, you the pick
She bad and she made it with the pics
Papa told me I would change by twenty. Had a laugh but it ain't that funny. Little draft, but it's clear and sunny. Yeah my past -- none can take
bookings comin in every week and you
Don't fuck with his music so
Those DMs get deleted
You just picky I'm just picking on you
Number 1 draft pick
I know
Ayy, B Will, this hard
Ayy, ayy (Ooh, ya ya ya ya ya)
Uh (Ooh, ya ya ya ya ya)
Draft Day in this bih, off the top, one take
(Whew) ayy, uh
Ayy,
This is the final no draft
I haven't perfected my craft
Remember when I youngin just started they hated music they laughed
Thinking about the all
City love me like the number one draft pick
Dropped Lost niggas found out that I had it
Now When they see me bitches speak
It’s automatic
But I can’t
a shit
I'm glad for what we had but let's leave it in the past
Focused on my craft and you're nothing but a rough draft
Crumbled what we had and I threw it
Draft me... I want to have fun
Draft me... give me a gun
Draft me... I'd understand
Draft me... I want to be a man
I want to help America keep
dormindo
Trabalho pra viver meu sonho
E pra vc que ainda não entendeu
Esse é meu Ano do Draft
Vc não pega "Os Mlks Voando"
"BlackJack" e "Meu Stepback"
Vc
nothin' left
Bitch you put me in the spam, but yo' life is still a draft
Bitch you don't know what I’m going through
You are like makin' me black
you're innocent, babe
And I'm afraid I'll never be the same
Cause I didn't sign up for the draft
But I guess I'm going to war
Fighting over, he said, she
My pops used to say soar with the eagles
Lookin from the top
It ain't never been steeper
Cold shoulders make drafts
I'm the number one sleeper
Yeah
Draft me... I want to have fun
Draft me... give me a gun
Draft me... I'd understand
Draft me... I want to be a man
I want to help America keep
(Headfirst)
Uh, while you in the
House watchin' Cartoon Network
(yeah, let's go) uh, bitch, I'm Bigg Uncc
I'm the PRE draft pick
(Number one draft pick)
Yeah,
suited up like draft picks
Had a plug in Texas, DHL the package
I switched up the play after the Lord changed my direction
Tesla with the body kit
breath
And I save as draft
You don't have to subtweet me
My number's always been the same
But all's been said and done
Will we ever really close
First you tell your draft board you're hooked on dope.
You don't need the army 'cause you've seen Bob Hope.
Walk around the floor kinda nice
First Round, First Round Draft Picks comin', "Who Is Mike Jones"
First Round, First Round Draft Picks comin', "Who Is Mike Jones"
First Round,
Мама снова грабит банко, это не лочит визит
Мне прописали over draft, и я вношу вновь депозит
Мама снова грабит банко, это не лочит визит
Мне
of tonight’s draft
Super max deal bae
Cuz
I want you all to myself
Shit it looks like I fell
Girl your body is a spell
I’m Hypnotized by your smell
Girl
I'm just a rough draft
Ink on every page
Couple stains and stripes
Where tears were wiped away
And there's a lot I have to say
But I'm not
Que imensa alegria chegar na rajada e ter
Derrame de gelada
Felicidraft
Draft, draft
Eu já ficando alucination
Que imensa alegria chegar na rajada
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