Lyrics:
the bestest"
And I just be coming off the top, asbestos
I love ya sushi roll, hotter than wasabi
I race for your love, "Shake'n Bake" Ricky Bobby
I'm
gone, I’m the one with the winning prize
I'll be the gun on the run, I'll be shooting tag
I’m the sound on the ground, I'm the winning sound
I'm
lies
Little mr sure banker
I feel it coming over you
I feel it coming over you
I feel it coming over you
I feel it coming over
I feel it coming over
rub on her cheeks in the morning
Fly asl but you're still a vulture
Fly across the state, ain't no coming over
Just remember what I told you
This
Start running, Nutt coming
Mom I'm thugging, as long as you love me
I knew I was gon be something because we came from nothing
I'm still a from
You can take my life and I don't give a fuck
'Cause I'm the trouble, most coming from the west coast
Where the niggas is banging 'til the overdose
ain't a thang
When it come to money I got it, man
You the next best thang, I'm the hottest, mayne
You talk that shit, I'm 'bout it, mayne
We way over
try give her kiss
I'm try give her dick
Make the little bitch happy
We get to bending through
Hallows go into you
Mr4pound wack em
That boy a pacifist
Saturday, Sunday, sideways,
Pancake it on a one-way Oops,
Hura pulled me over, hey hey Give me a ticket but I
Ain't trippin' Mr. officer, car show is
the liq, I'm chiefin'
You can suck the dick while I'm eating
Clinic paperwork says you're clean, yeah?
It's a li'l grown folks meeting
It's like a prelude,
(phone dials and rings)
...that's because Mrs. Snidel had her eyebrows and babushka lasered
off, hello?
Hey mom, I'm at school, I'm all moved in,
into concert choir next year, turn over a new leaf
Nah, I'm just playing
Mr. Reinhart has no clue what I went through back at the coupe
If he could see
and over here I
Have Mr malcolm Evans who
Through thick and thin
Would surely like to say a word
Of greeting at this festive occasion
Merry Christmas,
bitch like me and I don't know her
all up on me at the show I'm tryin' to control her
you hatin' from afar she tryin' to get closer
sittin' with me
then the ball in the net (net, uh)
Bitch I'm the D, can't no offence dunk on me (me)
I'm Mr. Big Shot, these hoes get drunk off me (me)
I'm
you are
You're not gonna ‘Lil Wayne’
Up this mothafucka!"
All I was thinking was
Since there's nothing else
To explain here, I'm done with this dude
So
swang Ro swell
Eyebrows and jaws, so in my presence Mr. don't tell
I'm a motherfucking murderer, you the wanksta
Popping that gangsta shit
the tables on them, now I got them mad
I told them call me Mr. Hawsa, I'm with lil Zipster bitxh
I just been shitting on kids, I wake up, eat, breathe, live
fun
Let's Drive to Vegas
Get married by Elvis
Let's bet it on all red
And let's do it all over again
Mrs. Parker can I chill in yo driveway
Mrs. Parker
before I wake, I pray da lord, my soul to take
I got a sexy lil bitch, I gotta see at 8, and she got an attitude, she aint got no patience
Im a rich
bucket, he took it and like put it over his face
And made one of them faces like, ooh
Two days later I'm in Baseline and I seen Dame
Dame didn't know
Before the parade passes by
I'm gonna get in step while there's still time left
Before the parade passes by
Mrs. Levi, come along!
Cornelius
don't know where I'm coming from
Where would I go?
If I don't know where I'm coming from
Where would I go?
If I don't know where I'm coming from
talk to me and my mind go blank
Slit your throat, leave your body in a tank
Also by the way by tank I do mean barrel
I'm tryna smash Mr White's neighbor
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