like me, truth to be told, I don't know many I say shout my driver Lauren, thats 62 with curtains cant see shit, I don't know where the f-ck I'm at for
sh-t at You're working my nerves and I aint got patience Barrell on my tre pound, I'll let ya ass taste it [Chorus] This little light of mine, I'm
with us gone jump on ha And I ain't finna stop ah I dun told u now to (Chorus) Get yo girl, she all in my space Backin her ass up all in my face Come
back on the map Me and my beautiful bitch in the back of that 'Bach I'm the realest that run it, I just happen to rap I ain't gotta clap at 'em, niggaz
And the winner is Hov My man, speech First of all I wanna thank my Connect The most important person with all due respect Thanks to the duffel bag, the
I let the money show 'cause I know stacks could talk I'm mackin' on bitches with my intergalactic thoughts In my Mercedes Benz Pull up on a chick and
clap for 'em, clap for 'em, hey And I am one of one Can't you see just how long my run My brain, new Lou sunshine Been a star since I was back in one
clap for 'em, clap for 'em, hey And I am one of one Can't you see just along my front? My brain, new Lou sun shine Been a star since I was back in one
I do it for? Bitch don't act like you don't know I'm killing all these rap niggas Custom made casket for your motherfucking funeral Keep the women with me Shit I
it in your face burr Lemonhead diamond earrings I wore yesterday burr I'm pimpin' where I'm winnin', that's just how I'm chillin' I'm smokin' gray sacily
my homeboy say he got a bad bitch for me And I'm single Yeah, I'm single and I'm single, tonight I'm single And I ain't trippin' on nothin', I'm sipping
{{Joe Mafia}} I spark an L to a sunset meditatin Ill thoughts got my heart racin, chest with a mason Same blocks, ATF rush spots cats bubble humbly I'
pretty red bitch with a shanell bag grindin' till the top of the cieling nigga more money we billin' nigga more bottle we chillin' nigga bitches see
She got it written on her, aye, aye, aye, aye I wanna be all over your body like it was Miami with tattoos Baby, I have to, I ain't playin' And I needa
rack, bring the beat back Bring me two extension chords I'mma measure my dick, shit, I need 6 inches more Fuck, my dick's big, bitch Need I remind you that I don't
stripe loud racin pipe I'm comin down the block hald Asian dyke. I be M.I.A I neva been to Haiti but smitty keep tellin me I can get nice and 80. So
't never on it I want this forever, I swear I can spend whatever on it 'Cause she hold me down every time I hit her up When I get right I promise that
whore pimps caught in the mix Wasn't taught shit stressed out supportin' your bitch Let the eyes shine, easing my mind with white wine It's your lifeline, sqeezing my