Lyrics:
you think I sell my soul
But I'm way too cold, motherfucker!
Sittin in my livin room
Thinkin of, a master plan
Tryin to find a way out
Then I
E-class
I think we got a problem
Yeah
Big money in this bitch if you didn't knew
Big business minus the business suit
Even I look in
home girls and told 'em I can't stay in.
Spotlight stuck on me, that's how it seems
Stepping out, Diana Ross, no Supremes
See it took about an hour just
tossed
By the mafia king, you were hung by the boss
Havikk, my felonous pitch will lynch a bitch
Smoke and choke any punk on a off-stroke
Cause I provide
perfect, by now I prolly would
Two things I don't play about in this life
My bitch and my family
And nigga I'll lynch for mine
So you better stay from round'
ass got tossed
By the mafia king, you were hung by the boss
Havikk, my felonious pitch will lynch a bitch
Smoke and choke any punk on a off-stroke
dance, dance
Dance, dance, dance, dance
Uh, I feel wonderful, how about yourself?
You rolling with the real niggas you know we got it
As the world
I said when the lights shut off
And it's my turn to settle down
My main concern
Promise that you will sing about me
Promise that you will sing
{niggaz}, need advice, cause I heard em sayin Jesus Christ
You should see the sight, cookin ox-tail, peas and rice
Makin about a G a night, they can't read
it on a dope beat, and it'll make you think
Some suckers just tickle me pink, to my stomach
'Cause they don't flow like this one
You know what? I
it on a dope beat, and it'll make you think
Some suckers just tickle me pink, to my stomach
'Cause they don't flow like this one
You know what? I
at?
You claim you real but your Rollie fake (rollie fake)
Say you're my dawg but you know you're snake (tss), fuck 'em
Like Makaveli, I'm about
rap seven years, no ransom
Can't one nigga get it back no rap
Young Hov's goin' to Canton, I'm now eligible
Point out the bounce, and show you how
Right about, right about, right now
You a fucking white clown
Let's talk about fight now
You look about 10 pounds
Bitch I could fight you right now, fact
Crazy Bout Your Love
Written by Tim Lynch
No it did not comfort me
To hear you crying this morning
I was a ship on stormy seas
Who was not
baby
Is think about you
Think about you baby
All I do
M-m-m-m
Is think about you
Baby just suppose I should happen to cross your mind
And by some
you
And every time I think that it's over and done
You make me fall back in love
You got me just torn
[Chorus]
Rick Ross
I met her like
what's genuine
I go back and forth with him
Does a screw make a bad lynch pin
I don't know what's genuine
I think about this is a grin with a
I
no way
You're just like the equivalent of Drake
'Cause all your new shit, they're just throwaways, huh
I would say what a shame
But I don't think
the heart of some of us I pray
And by the lynch, you will discover
This form of life is not the only one
I want the truth and I just knew it
And now I
by the school
Where we subject to ball
Don't worry about
The crackas' cuz the crackas'
Ain't sharp
How I'm looking in
The Phantom
Bitch you know that
PUT HIM IN A SAW TRAP
SEALIN FATE WHEN YOU TALK BACK
Skimming down your body like a latte, now you "nonfat"
I'm just more psychotic than Ross without
know that I'm gunning,
Laff about the doe but really ain't nothing funny,
Getting rich in a rush, Yeah you know us,
We the Usual Suspectsss,
The real
know as well as I know
That you don't want to die
I give's ah fuck about your crew
What they want to do
Them niggas quick to cock they straps
We
.png/203px-Ross_Lynch_2_(cropped).png "Ross Lynch")
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