Lyrics

This is somethin' new for y'all Nah, this ain't nothin' new for me You probably heard the beat before, but You never heard me rap on this, so we gon' get into it like this Here we go Y'all don't like to dance? Come on, do the cha-cha Shawty Spanish so she like to call me, papa True fact, everything I do, they call it, flocka All they do is copy me, I call 'em, waka (oh, let's do it) She keep worryin' 'bout my hoes, I had to block her Had to kick her off the list, I'm playin' soccer Why you actin' Jamaica? You not even a rasta If you really a Jamaican, make the pasta I'm just a nigga everybody catch a vibe with Stay out the way 'cause I don't like to be a nonsense You talkin' 'bout me, then you worry 'bout the wrong shit If I put you in a song will be a long diss I'm thinkin' long term, talkin' 'bout the Forbes list But if we talkin' right now, you'll make the poor list Facts, it's time to switch the flow Now I heard you talk to bro Bet you thought I didn't know It's okay, you not a ho 'cause I did the give and go I don't want this convo to end 'til you, introduce me to your friend If you ask me which one, it depends, I'ma pick the one who is a ten Alright, so this how you do it, right, you gotta see All the girls in front of you (okay) You gotta pick which one you want (alright, alright, bet) Alright, so I think I want you, wait, no-no, I want you, wait, no-no I want you and you so I can have you and you, oh my God Why this so hard? Just came up with a thought I just take all of y'all, should've said that from the start Let's take a break, damn, let's take a break Never mind, I don't need no brakes (damn) Always makin' movies, always makin' tapes I'm a have to call up tate 'cause he gon' make the lace You never met a black person if you hate the race If I ever eat the beat up, I'ma say my grace I'ma make a lotta money, take a trip to grace That's my mistake, I meant a trip to Greece And you know I'm 'bout to pack a bunch of polo tees I'm still waitin' on the blow up like Jodeci Wanna take over the world just like Hov and Be If you go against me, you gon' go and see I'ma skip all of the letters straight to the G Like I'm not sayin' I'm a gangster, but like I can get on some G shit Like, a'ight, man Never mind, I won't explain myself Heard you sellin' bad weed, why you say is you? Only one up in the club, yeah, I came myself Yeah, you know, sometimes I just like to be by myself, you know what I'm sayin'? Yeah, I came myself, but I'm leavin' with somethin' Yeah, my name is Zeddywill, I ain't leavin' with nothin' Ended up with two girls, what, you thought I was bluffin'? Yeah, I bought you a bottle, but what you thought, I was cuffin'? Damn, I know I killed that Yeah, you definitely did bro Yeah, give me a round of applause Yeah, give me a round of applause, I killed that Ayy, ayy, ayy I'm comin', I'm comin' I'm comin', I'm comin' I'm comin', I'm comin' I'm comin', I'm comin' I'm comin', I'm comin'
Writer(s): Zedekiah Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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