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Hey, thank you, thank you Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah S-R-G Eazy, woah I was never book smart, I'm money smart Makes me more intelligent Call me Mr. Rock festival I got hella bands Shorty cute, and her circle too Told her get a friend She gon' make me slide with my dog like I'm Mega Man For real, I do this 24, that's hella Mamba What's the word, no teleprompter Ever noticed? The ones that be like "Where the hoes at?" Never got 'em They never get a W and That's pretty much the L about 'em With them, never reconciling You gon' need biotics, you'll be sick of my shit Like I'm reading comics, I got paper to flip I don't walk on the beach for the men to acknowledge I do it for shorties in lit colleges Ain't nothin' better than throwing my bait in the sea Then tell Brodie that I got a fish Reelin' on men every line I hit 'em when you woulda thought that they had a sniff Some shouldn't be allowed to rap, they go overheads like a shower cap Shorties wanna take a flight for me, made pussy fly like a Owlcat Hating on someone who get what they want 'Cause you couldn't get it's a coward act I really can't help the fact that I'm mean, look I was never book smart, I'm money smart Makes me more intelligent Call me Mr. Rock festival I got hella bands Shorty cute, and her circle too Told her get a friend She gon' make me slide with my dog like I'm Mega Man "I love you" is just eight letters "Let's fuck" sound way better She got cream on my BAPE sweater I'm with the money team, Mayweather Their limits are what they measure Not my limits, that's Jay message Hella bums dwelling on the past And I got a gift so I stay present Me, and my nuts, that's a trifecta When I let 'em hang, they slam on the floor like Brock Lesnar How you gon' say, "Wait up for me, bro"? And then not catch up? That's like waiting for a dealership to show a Dodge Tesla You don't got the stamina, and we know it now Shorties waiting for my badass, like it's Joey's crowd If I'm up, why would I need someone to hold me down? I only care if mama gon' be proud I was never book smart, I'm money smart Makes me more intelligent Call me Mr. Rock festival I got hella bands Shorty cute, and her circle too Told her get a friend She gon' make me slide with my dog like I'm Mega Man
Writer(s): Jay Eazy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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