Lyrics:
seventeen,
I'm the hottest girl rapper that you know you ever seen,
Northern States it's a new beginning, gonna throw the first pitch top of the first inning,
make a party lick shot
I tread a road more narrow than a ( ? )
Comin from the bottom, so I'm risin to the top
What, and you don't stop
[ CHORUS: Ces,
running round and trying to figure out the cycle
With a bit of bullshit an a rifle
When I spit an pull shit get an eyeful
This strange mans not a god
had to open up the door to order in the drive thru
I'm so rugged and low budget, so fuck it
I'm cold blooded
To top it off, all the hoes love it
Go
up in the cut and I'm burnin' somethin'
Booties dancin' 'round a nigga and I'm peelin' ones
Off the top of the stash and I'm feelin' buns
Plus I'm
got to learn to be a man
A man he works for what he wants
Six years old, and he's reading, writing, top of the bunch
And when he's seven, his
I'm changing down the gears
I'm slamming on the brakes
A vintage soft top
From the sixties
We're coming to a bend now
Skidding 'round
To the multi-story car park
With our friends
Drinking from a bottle
Of white lightning
On top of marks and sparks
Roof running
Smoking
You're like a hot super villain
At the top of your game
I've tried collecting all the evidence
To give you the blame
Making footprints
On this hill top
I buried you
As a younger man
We gathered 'round
Your empty husk
And spoke of how you were so loved
And as the sun died
I
deliver.
We keep on sippin' Patrone,
Forget about the liver.
I was born at the top of the world,
Now i travel round the globe,
Showing love to the world.
Who
action, pose,
I know I'm lookin good for these hoes I'm like hoa
People compare to pac so off top I'm like hoa
This gangsta shit dont stop, when I drop
hard when i see her fautile attraction freaky btch
eat the dic while i'm playin maddan move my chain and
give me brain ets a chain reaction drop my top
close
2002 my roads
and boy wear the jd clothes
stop going and runnin the roads
no, right now im at the top of the stairs
right now ill be in the arrears
nuts straight hangin.
Chillin' in the alleyway signs straight wavin.
Up in the air round here they don't care,
Get Your motha fuckin melon busted for
Coming in hot
Right off the top
I may as well've crashed into you
You are the best supporting actor
But just be what you want
Believe it or not
down to my bones
And to top it all off I'm with you
M:
Feel like going insane
Got a fire in your brain
And you're thinking of drinking gasoline
J:
to
If you was me you'd be
Riding round shining too i'm on my grind
And I ain't never gettin' off so don't wait
Cause I just popped another off
Winner in
Still achievin' all the goals 'round me
Pickin' a bunch and I'm still OP
Madness, no doubt when you at this
Grandness, grab it like I'm atlas
whoa
Ooh, mami, I got blue molly
I put Louis V, Supreme on top of Murakami
Bitch, I'm fuckin' styling, yeah
I might say I love her, but I'm lying,
on a Friday
And I can't see you
If you're coming at me sideways... bitch
Cats love it
'cause the flow look hot
Like the body of a coupe
With a cream drop top
those song 'till we knew them in our sleep
I sang like Houston and Franklin back then
You know, everyone's a genius 'round the age of ten
In high
nobody round to help
Feeling lost, but that's when I really found myself
On Karl's grave, I swear I never let that stop me
If time is money, tell them
closet
Corset up around her neck
Like a collar on a dog the girl got round
Faster than a Tampa bred greyhound
When all is said and all is done
Time
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