see So don't shut me out, shut me out, out of your life and And don't shut the door, shut the door, door on your Sweet, sweet, yeah And don't be afraid
Tropez this evenin' I know you like my style My million dollar smile Hit any party red carpet Man I shut that down Don't hate just go get yours No excuses
and being me Its G's up and marks down when I'm making my rhymes I'm up in NYC with Dipset and we shutting it down Shouts out to King and Martin holding
I don't know why the industry wanna keep me a secret And Wale been tellin other rappers take a deep breath And don't perform after him or you might regret I guess they didn't
before I kill ya Don't be makin' noise, nigga - shut the fuck up You know where the dope at - now shut the fuck up Bring me straight to it - don't be
't been doin' shit If you didn't snitch, beyotch It's about time y'all check that shit out man It ain't all good shut your mouth, just watch the game and don't
and BMI Catch me drivin' DUI Look cause I don't give a fuck nigga I'm livin' or die Who on this track fuckin' with me, y'all is willin' to try Chyna Whyte
and BMI Catch me drivin' DUI Look cause I don't give a fuck nigga I'm livin to die Who on this track fuckin with me, y'all is willin' to try Chyna Whyte
that couldn't come. Rest in peace, can't control another man's destiny, So I do what's best for me. I know you think niggas well, ain't no test to me.
, leave me alone I don't wanna go to the club, I'm cool in the streets Bitch, just leave me to roam Don't call my cell phone, give folk don't give a damn
, check-check-check-check me out Check-check-checkin' me out, come on Take-take-take-takin' me out, whose take-take-takin' me out Come on baby, take me out
, ain't to tell.. that i look pink shit, ain't to tell that a girl in the sink shit let me do my hair, rappers don't care about you, about your watches
Kill each other over money and white boys for fun [Female Singer] Don't come my way Hawks feel the day Things don't change, oh no Don't you come my way
. though I be on it, I be on it, y'all cats don't really want it Y'all don't want it, y'all just fronting, homeboy Then back up off me I'm a young fly
a bag of money back, I don't understand How the world can be full of so many evil doers I can hear 'em underneath me in the sewers Keep seein' shit out
', so, so contagious I'm so impatient, my body's on fire So, stop your pacin', don't keep me waitin' Homey, grab my waist, set my body on fire I don't
me scrap with me Nigga to the back of me catastrophe Hits you're shits raggedy it had to be this tragedy shit Suck it up don't be mad at me bitch I'm
legs boil Ketchup and Mustard, Fuck voodoo Paint on my face lookin off my roof like Shaka Zulu Surroundin you area for the biggest mass hysteria Muhammad don't
