Lyrics

No added clout No added sugar This is Sebi raw I'm on a boat, it's filled with hoes How'd I get involved? I tell a joke and then a joke leads to the drawers I gotta get to know the pussy before I get involved Woah, who got the light? I need to spark my spliff Woah This for my niggas with the rubber grips Woah This for my niggas with the platinum wrist I had to juggle Basketball rapper who had to hustle Gym star turned rapper Gym star turned trapper Running round that court, yuh, rehearsing my song, yuh Man, I got that flow, yuh "Who gon put me on?" yuh I had to juggle, basketball rapper who had the hustle No added clout, no sugar This that Sebi raw (No sugar) And ain't a damn thing gon' change but now we on a private plane And the hoes gon' come up to me like they- they know my name And your rent probably on my mother-fucking pinky ring And I own the whole world in my hand when I do my thing And I put it between my legs like I'm LeBron James And the people that ain't want to fuck with me, man they gon' know my name And the whole world gon' know me they gon' support my name Want the Rolls Royce with the curtains Man, I want everything (Say it loud, say it proud) Yuh Yuh Yuh Yuh
Writer(s): Ian Powell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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