Lyrics:
baby mamas
I started at the bottom
Mi casa not su casa
I post a pic and they say thank you
I be like De nada
J Bodiii, J Bodiii, J Bodiii
J Bodiii, J
for you see, when you're gone
I'll still be Bloody Mary
O-o-o oh chantez avec moi maintenant
: m YEEEEEEAH!
SAY MY NAME! paws
Dum dum, da-di da
Dum
lives in a corner called Hell
Now you're out there and I'm in this cell
And if you can't be here by midnight
If all of your connections fail
Say a prayer
gots to turn it up, so D.J. turn it up
You see her drop it on the floor, D.J. turn it up
I want to see a little more, D.J. turn it up
Oh she a freak
son?
Hmm, he ever ask about me?
Just a little bit
Does he still like to go down by the supermarket?
If I could just
If I could just see you
Can
where I can hideaway
Oh shit, I believe in yesterday (yesterday)
That was the Beatles, I'm just keeping it real
Hold up, wait, dude how do you feel?
son?
Hmm, he ever ask about me?
Just a little bit
Does he still like to go down by the supermarket?
If I could just
If I could just see you
Can
Just a little bit
Does he still like to go down by the supermarket
If I could just
If I could just see you
Can't really say what you mean or what you
a gig
Oh, forgot you know hip to the hip talk
Plain j-o-b, baby
In eight hours a day, all the overtime I can get
I don't know, I guess it might be too
rather see us ignorant, control the information
Keeping us from asking questions covering signs of corruption
You can say that I'm paranoid to avoid
tryna pick it up like a call (hey)
I'ma hit it, I'ma beat it up, latch onto it until tomorrow, yeah
Shorty, I can see that you got so much energy
go home!" is an order, so you must use the ...?
(lifts Brian by his hairs)
B: The ... imperative.
C: Which is?
B: Ahm, oh, oh, "I", "I"!
C: How many
I truly meant it
Frostbite cutting off my lips at the exit
When you stink of piss and your breath smells like grime
All I can do to pass the time
Oh nananana yeah
Yeah!
See
Not a fiscal thing
The thing that am feeling is a spiritual thing
You and me together, e bi like say we are meant for
Just a little bit
Does he still like to go down by the supermarket
If I could just
If I could just see you
Can't really say what you mean or what you
You the shit say it! You
Don't have to be humble
Be like Ray J "I'm tired of being humble"
I'm not a cocky person by nature
Scaff, be cocky for her!
the running man
Buss your head with an E&J, now I can see your brain
Had this nitty on my penj line, looked like Peter Kay
I brought weed with my EMA, fuck
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
, oh)
You gotta love it or leave it alone (c'mon, c'mon)
You gotta love it or leave it alone (what's that J Rob?)
You gotta love it or leave it alone
, oh)
You gotta love it or leave it alone (c'mon, c'mon)
You gotta love it or leave it alone (what's that J Rob?)
You gotta love it or leave it alone
of these
Naysayers, playa haters, and imitators
I'm blessed by the creator
I'm a fucking innovator
Niggas wanna see me heated
They nothin' but instigators
I
have thorns, they say
And we're all gettin' hosed tonight (oh, oh, oh)
What's goin' on on the floor?
I love this record, baby, but I can't see
to rush by)
A dizzy twister dance, can't find my drink or man
Where are my keys? I lost my phone, phone (oh, oh, oh-oh)
What's goin' on, on the floor?
to rush by)
A dizzy twister dance, can't find my drink or man
Where are my keys? I lost my phone, phone (oh, oh, oh-oh)
What's goin' on, on the floor?
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