Lyrics:
the fuck up, sissy, Gs up
All you gardeners freeze up, put your hoes down
(Shady, ease up, man, chill)
Nah, I can't, God damn it
Rap is a landfill, drop
And her friends wanna help but it's hard to tell her
Hard to let her know that her man's possessive and aggressive
And she can't even see it, but for them
car crashes
And you might've cruised through
A Philly Freeway
But right now your in Los Angeles
And you caught up in traffic
You can't be calling out
a doggy's nose, thst's the Holy Grail-o
Shakira's butt's fine, but it won't hold still you see
I sniffed Elton John's tush just for all the history
I
tail-o
For a doggy's nose, that's the Holy Grail-o
Shakira's butt's fine but it won't hold still you see
I sniffed Elton John's tush just for all
and hamhocks
I am not on your planet like Doctor Spock
Rock to my own tune, Lil Tune
My stomach hurt, and my shit is dropping real soon
Kill whom and whoever
I can't wait to see your face again
You won't meet my wife or see my life, and it's killin me
But I can still hear that piano sing when I dream
I
don't get hit by the bolt of lightning
Striking you down 'cause you're fronting
A dead leader can't tax your mind
Therefore he's not a threat to your
Tell em' meet with us
It's not a thing we can't afford
So get in my car
Tell your friends you tryna' roll
Wanna kick it with me
Twist all my trees
don't got a lot of friends
My wifey used to smoke but now I know she'd rather drink
So by myself i dare to go where no one's been before
A land of peace
really ain't fine
I took her to a motel could've been a hotel
It costs me 20 dollars but I did it so well
She had to tell your sister, your sister told
masterpiece
I'm gonna rock the mic til you can't resist
Everybody, I say it goes like this
Well I was coming home
Late one dark afternoon
Reporter stopped me
chillin
Said she wanna ride But she can’t ride unless we drillin
And if she got a big ol ass I swear to god I gotta feel it
Speeding thru the city They be
Girls today don't wear no bras
Little John Doe got a ho turnin' tricks in the bars
Grandma carries a can of mace
And she'll stick
she is your girlfriend, " he says
"You may not have asked her
‘Will you marry me?' But
You are engaged" Meek shrugs
Unable to argue with this
Logic
you double
Won't play your borough
Can't avoid George Floyd 'til
The case is settled baseless devils
Empty out and replace the metal
Face the treble,
She like how I rock rock rock rock
Super drip my steezy for who hot
I can not stop
She like how I
She like how I rock rock rock rock
But you can't be
Ou ya yaa ya
Ou ya yaa ya
Rock star baby, Yeah she for me
I need a freak in them sheets
But a baddie in the streets
(Ou ya yaa ya)
Pour up my lean
drippy
She my pretty young hoe but she keep it griddy
Of course my baby classy
And you niggas could not bag that
(And you niggas can not bag that)
Your
truss it
Can't truss it
Can't truss it
Can't truss it
Kickin' wicked rhymes
Like a fortune teller
'Cause the wickedness done by Jack
Where
you suck it, then go ahead and call your Lyft
St. John's, but you still cant touch six
That's the same bitch that was cryin' about the dick
Don't blame
a doggy's nose, thst's the Holy Grail-o
Shakira's butt's fine, but it won't hold still you see
I sniffed Elton John's tush just for all the history
I
Never said I'm gon' quit
I can't get enough of good weed in my lungs
Plus I'm sharin' I ain't cuffin'
My eyes wide shut
I'm just staring saying nothing
I
Since Makaveli died, it's like the Westcoast shit died
But Régime be the realest shit alive
Ride or die
So high am I, Nigga you can't tell from the eyes
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