Lyrics:
my own!
(Can you tell em man?)
I got my own, got my own!
Snoop, Snoop!
I don't need no chick to buy me shit
See that whip outside? yeah, that's my
holds, thank God who saves souls
Get it
They say walk in it, yeah
And I took a chance
This my victory
Do my David dance
They say walk in it, yeah (That
cheat, steal to survive in this bitch
Then fight with their chick, same time deny he a snitch
The lie on his dick, but ain't nobody buying that shit
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
Or fall, slaughtered by the daughter of God
That makes me a Goddess (say what?), the one who rocks the hardest (say what?)
Uh, uh, definitely show
That's Over
Glad That's Over, you were just a phase
I'm still that chick chick chick
Got my girls by side linking at midnight
Pour up a drink or maybe two
Chorus
Fashionista in my D-Squared
Chick got Double D’s that’s D-Squared
Big bum afro-beat that’s P-Squared
LV sneakers I’ve been hustling for
And say she took that dick
Give me a project chick
Give me a hood rat bitch
One that don't give a fuck
And say she took that dick
My mama send me by
that
You deserve the side chick of the year award
Side chick of the year award
You deserve the side chick of the year award
Side chick of the year
magic tricks
We see ya in the clubs
Everywhere, around the world
Let's go
[Hook, R. Kelly]
Lookin' for that magic chick
Who wants to disappear
And get
rough
Cause' you're not rough
(This is the one that Jme made)
Mana' grown up like David Spade
But me and my daughter make daisy chains
Buy Sarah
Godzilla bankroll, stones from Sierra Leone
Yo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home
Trailblazer stay ballin, revenge is my arts
Is crafty
there and ain't nothing we could do to change it
But that's how we lived and we're trying to figure out how can we change it
By expressing it, letting
to the murder of Dr david Gunn
Who was killed in Florida
By pro-life activists
While I was living there that was
The ultimate hypocrisy I
Witnessed growing up:
the cordless to call Miss
I insist to get with this
Tan Tone answer the phone, "Hello, who this?" (chick)
"It's me baby, G Luciano, what up lady"
"Fine and how
from the line of David, read Samuel
I tell you God is with us that's Immanuel
My young negus toting that heater
Need Jesus
Ex chick keep begging me
I went by the bar
A cigar in my hand, so they know I'm a star
On a par with the best, let them know who we are
Like a cookie jar, let me eat that
like to Dissapurre
Like i'm David Copperfield
Man, Please, i'm 1 of the realist in rap!
Thats right if I could I'd go broke
When i'm 1 of 5 stats
If u
to overcome
About to take these Giants down
One by One
Fee Fi Fo Fum
We about to overcome
About to take these Giants down
One by One
Seems like every step that
going out altogether
Oh, I live by my mirror and stare in my eyes
Trying to make out who I see there
But I'm looking at a woman that I can't
I went pop and made millions, now all I do is chop samples
Egon's finest, peanuts after like I was Linus
Followed by that College Park next, that's
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
tryna smoke weed, grab a Quesarito
Got azul by a Spanish chick. Muy bonito
Or bonita that's ma vida
Keep the rapping tight both ways dexterous
Where my
gettin' straight pissy, and, oh, yeah, we puffin' on one of them thangs too
You blamin' who? You maimin' who? I know you ain't bringin' that lame crew
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