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Vertigo
My bible is treal tv Better play your cards right when you deal with me Believe that, I relapsed, now eat that and relaxed I Did, why did the chicken cross the road? Cause the hams was over there and he was looking for the hoes Bout to be a barbeque, Im cooking for the bros We all bout to eat, we all bout to eat She fall to her feet when I step on the stage I cause a racket like Im young on the plane Dont fuck around with em, theyll fuck For round me Ill lock like they 50, boy, thats county Im dog like bounty so the hoes try to hound me Focus on my accountant, I mount when Im climbing, bitch You better know what time it is, mind on astronomers You like hippopotamus, Wanes world excellent Theyre just so moderate, forgot to tell my boss Im sick, its cool I call my own phone and said dont even trip This Im living miss super fucking limitless More sparks than a Chemist kiss, coming out These venomous Lips, I be killing shit so dont Be think i be dealing it Sukka youre not relevant, Ill crush you for the hell of it Go dumb but Im intelligent, never been sloppy but they All wanna copy us Game smooth, thats the Porches Fake friends get divorces An my circle enforce this My home is so gorgeous Dont fuck with my fortress That is so important Ill treat you like foreskin and cut you off, straight cut you off Yipee yee, yipee yipee doo da You play with me, i Will lead you to ball I stay down, fat kids, seasaw You a clown, man, you never evolve I get money out her Clam And her jaw 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 Im from the bay, thats the way we was taught I eat rappers like im bathed in salt And Im more than your baby father The night you made your baby daughter and I was brought up Started my own shit, entrepreneur, Motherfucker i own shit Come through marchin hotter than an arson Call reder than abortion These rappers all stores, I bet it you Could work For them My pedals on the door, flipping bomb by myself So they pay me to divorce it, Im hanging like an apple An apple in an orchard, you rappers need to forfeit Cause I dont even like rap and Im sleepy, yall Like a night cap and in a while I was rocking at the highland Spend my days getting paid, you spend yours on the timeline And when it come to business, i Can mind mine, I can handle that Lung Cancer flow were the Camel at Lay low if you cant stand the facts, Im on the move like fanny packs Life aint fair, I learned it too quick, I popped out the pussy on some fuck You Shit You talk too hard but you do too limp I dont talk much... smooth pimp Garlic scampi, put salsa on my shrimp, used to shop at Ross now im bossed up bitch, ever body got opinions when they out lookin in I pay him No Minds sip a fountain of gin Ounces of loud, got her legs to the clouds A table and a bottle, got a basic motherfucker Thinkin they got power, everybody sell weed To everybody got hoes I got gangs for sale, won a bitch, made it gold I dont kid me, I want a wife like in the code Take me to Fiji, shop at Waikiki, my girls got teebee Killing yall rappers, your PRs you need more style, you need a Drake feature Keep friends close, stay away from the leaches My left eye on you, had a thing for Lisa back when I was a kid Now Im trying to bid, now Im buying a crib, just tryina live It breaks my heart when they talking bout the old me like they know me If I was the old me, I would OD, got lost in these cold streets Now Im at the Supper Club, playhouse and Graystone
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