Lyrics:
Comin up for the pack
Comin up to collect
Comin up for the check
Comin up for the respect
Comin up step by step
Comin up comin up bet
Comin up comin
the pajamas
She walking it's giving applauses, beating it up with no pauses
She want it, she know that I got it
Benjamin's all in my pocket and
Ulysses, Andrew,
months
Aye I celebrated stunts
Smoking medicated runts
Aye bitch I’m hella wavy
Better pay me
Everything at once
She asked to hit the weed I told her
Ou celine
Chanel Gucci
She bad she bad she bad Boujee
From the field to the hills (Ok)
We rock designer we popp-in seals
Everything what it seems I
everything new
I jus want a whole lotta guap, ice on my neck wit a presidential watch
Runnin up a check til I got a fat knot, if a nigga play wrong he gon get
This song right here,
Is dedicated to the president of the United States of America
Y'all might know him as George Bush
But where I'm from,
Ha, I got the magic, baby
(Ha) , call me "George Lucas" (Lucas)
I'm so prolific, but the flow so foolish
These niggas making moves my
Niggas making
bitch, you wanna be calm now?
You was loud on the phone, get loud now
Bitch boy wanna be quiet, wow
See him, let the Glock go fah-fah
Niggas want beef,
Jet Lag
New time zone
Hoppin off the flight like
Honey I'm home
Redbone
Calling my phone
Yo nigga ain round
I know what she want
Redbone blowing up
George Floyd
Say her name
Breonna Taylor
Hey Hey
(Hands up)
Ho Ho
(Don’t shoot)
These racist cops have got to go
(Hands up, Don’t shoot)
Hey Hey
That she won tickets to see
The Chili Peppers play
On Ellis Island
And it was for the release
Of their new album
By the Way
And she won the tickets
By
everything she read,
true or not, and when it came to religion was over-zealous
to say the least. A mind boggling combination but she
was pretty, very pretty
she felt like she had been hit by a freight train
But philosophically she spoke, saying although
It was such a hideous and horrendous way to go
She felt
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
threes
Life is short is what some nigga said
Not if you measure life by how one lives and what he did
It's funny how these black killer companies is making
finished its Boogie Nigga
I thought I had to show somebody
These niggas know my body
Yeah
I want everything it's us
Give me everything it's us boy
Boy
I want
Michael Jordon
I’m the goat
And they hate to see my ballin
Tell scott to cut a check
I should be sponsored by Spaulding
See me in the club
Wit’ my
This song right here,
Is dedicated to the president of the United States of America
Y'all might know him as George Bush
But where I'm from,
like Michael
She used to run through my brain now she walking on tight ropes
Aint fucki'n them no more she keep checking up on my hoes
I swear that I
funny
Back when we was kids, man, we ain't have it
We was hungry
Tryna run all through your house
For everything plus some money
Yeah, she said she can
reunions, I want to proudly pronounce my bloodline traces back to John J. Thomas, who was born on November 5, 1876, and Lula F. Edwards Thomas, who was born
like Matthew Mcconaugh
Don't need to be a detective to figure out that she want it
She ride around in a Cadi, probably bought by her father
She loves
I'm like Matthew McConaugh
Don't need to be a detective to figure out that she want it
She ride around in a Cadi, probably bought by her father
She
This song right here is dedicated to the president of the United States of America
Y'all might know him as George Bush
But where I'm from, lost
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