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Well it's that Well it's that Well it's that Well it's that Well it's that Well it's that Well it's that Well it's that Uhm Well it's that straight rap I would kill to dress like I was dressed to kill Fuck that though Either way it go I'ma be the illest person here Them hoes just like their hair Yeah you bought it but still it was never real Whisper it in my ear All that cliched shit I want to hear Yeah, yeah Make that ho say, yeah Kill that pussy and tat a tear Cause I'm a walking chandelier Turn your hood into a title match, tables, ladders, chairs I was gone, never there I'm a myth Fuckin' a genie, make a wish Switch flip On these normal motherfuckers that be thinkin' inside of the box Pussy talked and pussy walked, it'll be running back to me Reel 'em in them then I send 'em back to sea If you miss then send 'em back to see If plan A don't work then back to C Bag the weed and bring a black for me And if it's blasphemy then my niggas gon' blast for me, ay The weed we smoke so good I wouldn't ever wanna rap about it Sex so good she don't ever wanna live without me, girl I doubt it You was sayin' that same shit about that nigga that I stole you from Call her ex-boyfriend like "Thanks bro I owe you one" haha High heels, she would kill to dress like she was dressed to kill Birkin bag, she would kill to dress like she was dressed to kill Jeremy Scott, she would kill to dress like she was dressed to kill Louis Vuitton, yeah she suck my, I still won't pay the bills High heels, she would kill to dress like she was dressed to kill Birkin bag, she would kill to dress like she was dressed to kill Jeremy Scott, she would kill to dress like she was dressed to kill Louis Vuitton, yeah she suck my, I still won't pay the bills This type of game do not come with tutorials You can exit if I'm boring you Before the memorial Hit up the oracle to receive orders from me to you Get the message, you and I are destined If you interested then you learn a lesson Got connections then we get to stepping Second you undressing, then it's Armageddon When explodin', explorin' the foreign In orbit all the way from the surface Never nervous Drugs'll kill me but I got a purpose, do not leave it there Stick it in your head like you seen a fed Slow the flashin' lights Knew certain things get you actin' right And I love it when you don't be actin' nice Let me get you right It's K-O-T-M-S 2055 and I still don't take kindly to threats Nigga I never had swag, all I had was the beads on my neck Got a lot of check and a lil blue check but I don't eat checkers That nigga got real high standards Only bad bitches but not prima donnas I hit from the Sun down to Easter Mañana Senorita thought my dick was a quesadilla So I told her to feed her Gettin' head while I'm switchin' from Anita Turn up Aaliyah to make sure the mood right Red bone same color, Dudley Do-Right Messy ass jits on her face like a food fight Zip up my pants then I'm out when I take flight Knock it out the park like my nigga can't get right High heels, she would kill to dress like she was dressed to kill Birkin bag, she would kill to dress like she was dressed to kill Jeremy Scott, she would kill to dress like she was dressed to kill Louis Vuitton, yeah she suck my, I still won't pay the bills High heels, she would kill to dress like she was dressed to kill Birkin bag, she would kill to dress like she was dressed to kill Jeremy Scott, she would kill to dress like she was dressed to kill Louis Vuitton, yeah she suck my, I still won't pay the bills Trendy thots, they would kill to dress like they were dressed to kill We don't give a fuck so please don't stress no fuckin' fashions over here You extra queer, can't even straight out when you look at me nigga And that's why your bitch gone Pull a Houdini, you askin' who seen her, kid with my demeanor I feel like Vegeta, can't no one defeat me Plottin' on pullin' bad hoes we with the actin' like they in the scene Be causin' a scene But we'll never get awards for it That pussy be world tourin' So how the fuck you still local? You should be open Come in this pink room and I help you get noticed, ay And I help you get noticed, ay
Writer(s): Denzel Rae Don Curry, Jabril Ahodari Kenan, Louis Kevin Celestin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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