Lyrics:
if he try
To take a flight again
It's simple and plain
(plane) I let it fly when the flight come in
The white come in
You slow? Go to Google search
passionate point across
Like a hood cat clappin' his hands when he talkin'
Now that I got your attention, I feel I should really mention
Don't come around
underrated, woah
Yeah, I'm drunk (sheesh)
Yeah, I'm drunk (oh shit)
Oh,shit, Michael Jordan I'mma
I'mma
I'mma dunk on this party jumping on my friend's back,
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Would tell you don't really want be the truth
Let me hit you back on my government phone
Still a hood nigga, whatcha want
just something I don't need to plan on
I'm a ghostwriter, and a Ghost rider
Let the cash pile up, let the hoes dial up
Mixed up with the fame, ego comes
don't stop rappin
TSI got too much money bitch I can't stop rappin
8BWe some presidential players, with money by the layers
8BAin't nuthin you broke
luxury cars, these girls wanna sit in
Wipe your feet off and roll a joint 'fore you get in
Gotta protect the crib, be careful who you let in
And don't
friends's hammer and the young shall
not know where lieth the things possessed by their fathers that their
fathers put there only just the night before ...
Gluestick pasted
Stupidfacedd
I drink a can of Sparks and try to freestyle
Ex-girlfriend's on speed dial
Oh that's a drunk dial, drunk sexting
Drunk
off in the lap
And I said "damn girl you actin like you don't know, never seen me before,
never see the crins on MTV video? what you think TS stand
spit it through the wire
Any way you look at it, you can't deny the fact I rap like a friend of God
Call me Jebediah, in my plain white tee got more
boys
Tonight we're droppin' by 'cause your parents left
The Beastie Boys gonna let you know
Your sister's def
Your sister's def
She's so huh, is
with a Tek, I don't half step
Now I got ends
And I'm rollin' a Lexus, fuck a Benz, and so many new friends
But I could only trust a few
Gluestick pasted
Stupidfacedd
I drink a can of Sparks and try to freestyle
Ex-girlfriend's on speed dial
Oh that's a drunk dial, drunk sexting
Drunk
you acting like you ain't already know what it is
I don't like when you drink, you don't act the same
And your stupid guy friends always been a pain
I
the peace
Don't you play with one of ours
It be murder in the street
It be bodies in the hour
Ghetto bird be on the street
Paramedics on the dial
Let somebody
get drunk tonight, let me call Jugg
His ass don't even smoke, we bout to blow woods
I can have a hundred bands and you will never know it
You the type
white friends, American Pie
I really don't need you, I swear you could die
Hater talk down on me, he keep knocking my grind
I mix all my problems with
break lunch time
And this is no time to pump fake it's crunch time
The same split second they let off the toast
That's when he hit the speed dial
Fuck it up
Wait
Fuck it up
No don't go don't
You've let me down before
You've let me down before
I gave you chance after chance to prove yourself
You're
off in the lap
And I said "damn girl you actin like you don't know, never seen me before,
never see the crins on MTV video? what you think TS stand
mack
Bitch act like you know, show me some sex and affection
And let me dial slow, flossin, tossin a bitch (bitch)
Yeah Dogg, one more thing I forgot
yo, go by the Jane Doe
Drenched in Polo, chill downtown in Soho
You don't know, this is just half my potential
Check my credentials, come harder than
I don't have much money
I don't have a car
So can you come pick me up about 10 and drive me to the closest bar?
Let's lose our minds there,
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