Young Hov (Freestyle)

Man fuck school if it pays pennies I need it first class not business if your label fucking wit me Tell em that I need a million dollars all twenties Man I hit up the plug on the trap cellie Rotate like I'm Vince Carter Dip in your girl like I'm John Terry Got my hand in the jar like I'm Vince Carter Now Blues tell me who you're cheering on Tell me who you got your money on If it isn't me I'll probably leave it here And never ever make another song Man some of y'all niggas is in my face All of y'all niggas should know your place The rest of you rappers should fall in line Before I send your careers to a better place And I swear that we onto it This city's on fire and it's our doing It's really a shame that you niggas think that you're the shit until you see the God do it I could really bring the bars for it You don't want to start a war for it You can talk tough all you want nigga But you'll really never have the balls for it Man y'all niggas never been a threat You talk tough but you been a bitch You clap each other on the internet Man y'all niggas been on your period Period I know you lil niggas hearing this I'm Michael Jordan with the product homie If the shoe fits you can wear the shit I know you boys like the broads right And Parismusic like the stars right And you don't want me in my zone right You know I'm rapping kinda light right You know that the kid comin home right You know that December is on right You know we want all the awards right And we ain't worried bout the throne right So I ain't got time for these niggas talking out of the side of their necks like they got the sauce I need that big body Lamborghini man I'm tryna pull up like a dinosaur I am no amateur Please I got it scorching like a hundred degrees Pull up on your girl and I handle with ease You know she charging I'm a matador Beat it up like Im animal leave her deceased Oh geez take it easy You ain't gotta go that greezy Know you feel a little breezy Malo boomin on the beat y'all starting to sound a little beefy Yeah I'm a Young Hov with the floss Im chef Curry with the shot I'm McILhenny with the sauce I hear you talking nigga Come correct or we gon clap you up Don't let nobody gas you up Round here the kid is catching all the bodies You miss a step and he gon wrap you up And that's a double E boy BB That's Burg Boiz niggas run sound It's a no change ting Same way it's Blues up and it's Hoes down Yeah Yeah