Lyrics:
priceless nigga
You understand me? Either you wit us, or you ain't wit us
Either you in the huddle or ya out da huddle
Either you ride or pass and fly by
lady (pawn star)
Rather doggy style than missionary
You're very, very, very, very, very beautiful (pawn star)
You're a superstar to me
And you came
Now ladies stand up
Or if you wit' me shake ya titties
Throw your hands up
And all the ballers poppin' bottles throw a grand up
And if you feeling
No be you go tell me make I no let money control me when poverty dey control me up and down wetin you do
Ladies and Gentlemen I go by the name
a problem, bitch say sum
I don't need a bitch but i prefer one by my side, a superstar huh
She said I'm toxic, yeah so what? (huh, woah)
Clean up the safe, I'm
Uh (exclusive)
Uh-huh, woo
And I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain
Ooh, baby, what's your name? (Huh?)
I love the way you're spittin'
go (look around)
You try everything you can to escape
The pain of life that you know (life that you know)
When all else fails and you long to be
em
Hang em out the window call me Micheal Jackson (hehehee!)
I'm a pain in your rectum, I am that bitch y'all slept on
Heavy hitter, rhyme spitter,
everywhere that you go (look around)
You try everything you can to escape
The pain of life that you know (life that you know)
When all else fails and you
Somehow I think you know it don't make sense for you
To let your wings be held by someone
Who's too intense for you
Alabaster Lady
You are such
on to your dignity and keep
The faith so you can make
The world will change their power to create
To populate by giving birth
Through labor pains you multiply
(Whoa, whoa)
Uh
Ay, ayy
Yeah, yeah
Been on another level since you came, no more pain
You look into my eyes, you can't recognize my face
left him
And stole that boy's brand new car
And ran out of town with a guitar picker
Said he gonna be a superstar
Sure you are
[Chorus:]
You
Every time that I wake up I'm in a game
Seasons change and I'm finding new types of pain
Hate the days that feel worse than yesterday
I hate the days
Earl ]
I'm the P-r-e-a-c-h-e-r, uh
Preacher Earl and I'm considered a superstar
Pick up the microphone and I proceed to rock 'n roll
By the time I
the nearest bar
Yeah by that sex shop that sold
Minks lingeries and bras
We talked for a few hours then we took a cab and a trip
To the hotel so we can
anything
Do anything
Do anything
Hey Sexy lady, I dig your style
Your Swag is vicious, and it's drive me wild
You seem kinda a like a superstar
But when you
Ladies and gentlemen
Jazzy Pha
Field Mob
Ciara
Superstar DJs
Here we go
They say
He do a little this
He do a little that
He always in
(I'm a flirt)
Kells, T.I., T-Pain
Ladies, if your men ain't hittin' it right
Just call the number on the screen
I'll be at your rescue
(I'm a,
rear
My nose is big, uh-uh I'm not ashamed
Big like a pickle, I'm still gettin' paid
I get laid by the ladies, ya know I'm in charge
Both how I'm
tops and daisy dunes, sexy 2-piece bathing suits
Hair and nails is up to par, lookin' like a superstar
Lot of clouds up in the sky and all them ladies
rear
My nose is big, uh-uh I'm not ashamed
Big like a pickle, I'm still gettin' paid
I get laid by the ladies, ya know I'm in charge
Both how I'm
go (look around)
You try everything you can to escape
The pain of life that you know (life that you know)
When all else fails and you long to be
(Whoa, whoa)
Uh
Ay, ayy
Yeah, yeah
Been on another level since you came, no more pain
You look into my eyes
You can't recognize my face
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