Lyrics:
I'm my daddy's only daughter
But yo, sometimes I see the writin' on the wall
You know the ghetto testaments, the shootouts, the brawls
Close frames
ah hit you
How the fuck you goin’ act when that fat shit hit you
Big 223’s or we 556 you
Walk down with a drac or the slide by get you
Imma let
even play
And if she trip I'm just gone do the race, Do the race
In my face
You can see it in my face
I ain't even come to play
What's the case?
Issa
I'm right here (ayy)
Now I'ma ride 'cause I got ridin' in my bloodline
And I'ma shine 'cause I got shinin' in my bloodline
I get that dough 'cause
Hi, my name is (huh?)
My name is (what?)
My name is (chka-chka, Slim Shady)
Hi, kids, do you like violence? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Wanna see me stick
live tonight
So tell me, ma, is we gon' bump side tonight
Still playing hard to get, but I'mma try tonight
Mommy got it goin on, pretty feet with no
the club, it's goin' down
Anywhere you meet me, guaranteed to go down
Verse number two, do the damn thang
Cubes on my neck, pocket fulla Ben Franks
When I'm
to hold me, 'til I'm old and wrinklin'
And these adversaries
They gonna have to be worryin'
'Cause I'ma be illin', fulfillin' my passion
'Til I'm
to back Lambo's and Maybachs, I'm creepin' (skrrt)
She see a star, want a picture, I freeze her (freeze)
My bitch don't be fuckin' with that, she a diva
your fat-ass ain't even on my level,
I'ma finish my fuckin' rhyme, you fat lard-assed faggot
Yo!
Eat all ya can, yo.
Eat all ya can, yo
One day your
you say to critics sayin' you can't do it again?
See I ain't gotta say shit to 'em, I'm off to somethin' else
Nigga check my résumé, bitch it speak
What you mean by that, what the ground represent?
The ground is gonna open up and swallow the evil
Right
That's how I see it, my word is bond
I see
this bitch locked on to me like she was way too clever
Man, Soopafly never, ever, ever
Fell for the do-low, and you know
I'm too swift on my toes
I couldn't catch his ass cause he goin too fast
But hell yeah, I'ma get him tonight
I never wouldn'ta caught him but thanks to the red light
I'm in
my song
Brain damage
Way before my baby daughter Hailey
I was harassed daily by this fat kid named D'Angelo Bailey
An eighth grader who acted
Hi, my name is (huh?)
My name is (what?)
My name is (chka-chka, Slim Shady)
Hi, kids, do you like violence? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Wanna see me stick
might pull out my Visa (just might pull out my Visa)
After we leave girl, you know where you goin' (you know where you goin')
Straight to the 'tel,
might pull out my Visa (just might pull out my Visa)
After we leave girl, you know where you goin' (you know where you goin')
Straight to the 'tel,
in a hellcat
Don't be mad when you see me with a big bag
Get a bag with the guys, I'ma split that
Sick in the head, niggas twisted
Gotta keep goin cuz
"Playa hate on my shit, you get a fat dick"
"Playa hate on my shit, you get a fat dick"
"Playa hate on my shit, you get a fat dick"
"Playa hate
We're goin' out to the club tonight
Let Fli Fat Funk Playa frost your ice
Got a Zima in the cup and I'm feelin' alright
Got it poppin' on the dance
a lame
I'ma keep killin' shit, let them all hate
Bitches in love with my face
Yeah, I'm collecting
I need that money today
talkin' shit when I leave the town, nigga
Say now, can you hoes come out to play now?
Hey, I'm ready to cut you up any day now
Play by my rules boo
I'm gon' show them, real niggaz stand on they own ten toes
So I'ma make all the money, and try my best to fuck all these hoes
Friend or foe, a bitch
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