Lyrics:
R.I.P we just killed the club
Drank patron out the bottle almost killed a thug
Right now I'm so high I can't feel the drugs
Too many haters in
(mum-mum-mum-mah)
P-p-p-poker face, f-f-fuck her face (mum-mum-mum-mah)
(Mum-mum-mum-mah) I won't tell you that I love you, kiss or hug you
'Cause I'm bluffin'
down, pop trunk, I'm out that H-town
[Verse 4: Yungstar]
Out H-town, showing surround by sound
Yesterday y'all got mad when I shown nothing but round
I'm
down, pop trunk, I'm out that H-town
[Verse 4: Yungstar]
Out H-town, showing surround by sound
Yesterday y'all got mad when I shown nothing but round
I'm
l'déboisement
À p'tit feu, l'équilibre subit un décroissement
As I step on the scene mean minded
J'vois clairement cuz my people been blinded
I'm lethal
something something that you'll never forget
So what you know?
What you know about I.P.P.?
Keep everything fresh from A-Z
Got my key to the city and always
will
I could never stay on my own
Givin' it all I got to give
I've never done that before
I'm always givin' a little more
When I'm with you
sitting in
Proud that it gleams like a shiny new pin
From non stop. Can't stop Relentless cleaning
Omg she's got Ocd-Omg she's got Ocd
P-i-t-y poor m
some Hatians
She got good head, good brains, good education
I'm drunker than a motherfucker, here's the situation: 1:45 am, the nights broken
By the time
some Hatians
She got good head, good brains, good education
I'm drunker than a motherfucker, here's the situation: 1:45 am, the nights broken
By the time
R.I.P we just killed the club
Drank patron out the bottle almost killed a thug
Right now I'm so high I can't feel the drugs
Too many haters in
got them dead bodies (dead bodies)
My Goyard look like morgues, that's them dead bodies (dead bodies)
R.I.P. (R.I.) R.I., R.I.P. (R.I.P.)
30
it happen then I’ve got to have it
Zippin through the city like that thriller Jacket
Swangaz on da foreign pokin like a cactus
Knocking on her door
P-I-M-P
Now shorty, she in the club, she dancing for dollars
She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada
That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce
Which one are you? 'Cause I was 'Born to Mack'
Since the day of my birth, I was sworn to that
It's the P I M P that's in me
You envy, how instantly I
-A-Y-B-O-Y-hyphen-T
P-L-A-Y-B-O-Y-hyphen-T
I got so many niggas behind me, it look like it's a parade
And I'm takin' y'all cash like machines in a arcade
See, I'm banging hits out like
'em touch
Give me that thing that I love
Put your hands up, make 'em touch
A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E
Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch
A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E
Put
that's why I'm slayin' you niggas
Never knew what hit him
Got the doctor X rayin' you niggas
Turned you to a victim, man
I sprinkle some yay' on you niggas
you know that I got Mag in (what?)
Ask me am I only rappin', you know I got that bag in (you see it)
Band man like Lonnie (Lonnie), want my head, come
and it cries to me
P****'s there when I fall asleep
It let's me know that it belongs to me
And I love the way that p**** screams when it tells me I'm so
let me introduce my self
I'm the see to the O-L-D, one eighty seven
Ooh, I heard that the player with the speech
'Cause it's me K-M-G, more flex then
to see a profit
I'm getting money
I'm the president Junior
And in the hood they call me Weezy the future
And everybody that's around me you'll shoot
and it cries to me
P****'s there when I fall asleep
It let's me know that it belongs to me
And I love the way that p**** screams when it tells me I'm so
Copperfield with two p's
This is David Coperfield with one p
By Edmund Wells
(David Coperfield with one p?)
Yes, I should have said
(Well, in that case, we
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