Lyrics Ludacris – Vitamin D

Aw yeah, yeahhh
I mean there’s a lot of women out here that’s just, you know
They just deficient in so many things, man
You missing so many key nutrients in your life
I, I just want you to stay healthy in these streets
Oh, no no
Somebody gotta give you some vitamin D, you know what I mean?
Yeah, Luda.

She got them handlebars
Gotta keep a tight grip on that donkey
She be givin’ out battle scars
‘Cause she got a tight grip on that monkey
She told me, all the way, go straight to that a*s
Make a student be late for the class
She make a nigga wanna holla even though a couple dollars
So I gotta get straight to the cash
I love big cheeks in between them sheets
Jump back, I can’t help myself
Got a nigga so weak and I get no sleep
‘Cause the girls stay wetter than Michael Phelps
And she get right down to the business
She stimulate the five senses
And she like it when I grab her hair
But I might pull out them extensions
My intentions is good for her
She like that I’m rich and a lil hood for her
I beat it right and leave it good sore
Real niggas is always what I stood for
I’m all in, I don’t play with it
I fall in and I lay in it
If I call in, I might stay in it
And if it’s all a sin, then I’ll pray in it.

Yeah, she need her fix tonight (fix tonight)
Whoever she been with, he just ain’t hittin’ it right (hittin’ it right)
So let me have my way with both your lips tonight (lips tonight)
Girl, take this D, I don’t want you gettin’ sick tonight (sick tonight, sick tonight)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D (she said she can take it)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D, take the D (she said she can take it).(vitamin d)

She got them thunder thighs
I’m just tryna get struck by some lightnin’
Man, her booty is plus her size
And I like my cakes with some icin’
Yeah baby, ciero a milo
Que a sabora azucca
Bonnita, freaky lil chicha
Let’s try the whole Kama Sutra, get down
Drip down, let it trickle down, dig her down
Smack it up, flip it and rub it down, love her down
I’ma keep it 100 now, that girl nasty
I’m never lettin’ the opportunity pass me
But I love her boots when they thigh high
Guess it’s true what they say when you’re havin’ fun, the time, it really do fly by
Take her legs, put ’em sky high
Climb to the top, I’ma skydive
Off, you feel the pump like it’s sawed off
Shot gun, hold tight, don’t fall off
Work, I’ma call off versuri-lyrics.info
Don’t be tryna leave, lil mama, that’s too much a*s to haul off
You need a U-Haul, if you leave me, woman, I’ma get blue balls
‘Cause ain’t nobody got s*x like you
That can dress like you or impress like you
You make a brother wanna woosa.

Yeah, she need her fix tonight (fix tonight)
Whoever she been with, he just ain’t hittin’ it right (hittin’ it right)
So let me have my way with both your lips tonight (lips tonight)
Girl, take this D, I don’t want you gettin’ sick tonight (sick tonight, sick tonight)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D (she said she can take it)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D, take the D (she said she can take it).

Ooh, she got that snapback
Kinda a*s if you blink, that it might hurt you
All up on the Snapchat
Try to get a screenshot and she might curse you
That there be your eyes only
Love when she grind on me
If they said I’m talkin’ s**t
You know someone was lyin’ on me
She ain’t for that he say, she say
This shakin’ the DJ replay
Is like everyday is her bday
‘Cause everyday’s her get this D day
And she got to work with a smile on
And her skin is always glowin’
And her JJ ain’t all in the streets
‘Cause she ain’t out her hoein’, Luda.

Yeah, she need her fix tonight (fix tonight)
Whoever she been with, he just ain’t hittin’ it right (hittin’ it right)
So let me have my way with both your lips tonight (lips tonight)
Girl, take this D, I don’t want you gettin’ sick tonight (sick tonight, sick tonight)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D (she said she can take it)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D, take the D (she said she can take ittt).(vitamin d)
Ludacris lyrics
Video Ludacris






Aw yeah, yeah!
I mean there’s a lot of women out here that’s just, you know
They just defensive in so many things, man
You missing so many key nutrients in your life
I, I just want you to stay healthy in these streets
Oh, no no
Somebody gotta give you some vitamin D, you know what I mean?
Yeah, Luda….

She got them handlebars
Gotta keep a tight grip on that donkey
She be givin’ out battle scars
‘Cause she got a tight grip on that monkey
She told me, all the way, go straight to that ass
Make a student be late for the class
She make a nigga wanna holla even though a couple dollars
So I gotta get straight to the cash
I love big cheeks in between them sheets
Jump back, I can’t help myself
Got a nigga so weak and I get no sleep
‘Cause the girls stay wetter than Michael Phelps
And she get right down to the business
She stimulate the five senses
And she like it when I grab her hair
But I might pull out them extensions
My intentions is good for her
She like that I’m rich and a lil hood for her
I beat it right and leave it good sore
Real niggas is always what I stood for
I’m all in, I don’t play with it
I fall in and I lay in it
If I call in, I might stay in it
And if it’s all a sin, then I’ll pray in it

Yeah, she need her fix tonight (fix tonight)
Whoever she been with, he just ain’t hittin’ it right (hittin’ it right)
So let me have my way with both your lips tonight (lips tonight)
Girl, take this D, I don’t want you gettin’ sick tonight (sick tonight, sick tonight)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D (she said she can take it)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D, take the D (she said she can take it)

She got them thunder thighs
I’m just tryna get struck by some lightnin’
Man, her booty is plus her size
And I like my cakes with some icin’
Yeah baby, [ciero a milo
Que a sabora azucca]
Bonnita, freaky lil chicha
Let’s try the whole Kama Sutra, get down
Drip down, let it trickle down, dig her down
Smack it up, flip it and rub it down, love her down
I’ma keep it 100 now, that girl nasty
I’m never lettin’ the opportunity pass me
But I love her boots when they thigh high
Guess it’s true what they say when you’re havin’ fun, the time, it really do fly by
Take her legs, put ’em sky high
Climb to the top, I’ma skydive
Off, you feel the pump like it’s sawed off
Shot gun, hold tight, don’t fall off
Work, I’ma call off
Don’t be tryna leave, lil mama, that’s too much ass to haul off
You need a U-Haul, if you leave me, woman, I’ma get blue balls
‘Cause ain’t nobody got sex like you
That can dress like you or impress like you
You make a brother wanna woosa

Yeah, she need her fix tonight (fix tonight)
Whoever she been with, he just ain’t hittin’ it right (hittin’ it right)
So let me have my way with both your lips tonight (lips tonight)
Girl, take this D, I don’t want you gettin’ sick tonight (sick tonight, sick tonight)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D (she said she can take it)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D, take the D (she said she can take it)

Ooh, she got that snapback
Kinda ass if you blink, that it might hurt you
All up on the Snapchat
Try to get a screenshot and she might curse you
That there be your eyes only
Love when she grind on me
If they said I’m talkin’ shit
You know someone was lyin’ on me
She ain’t for that he say, she say
This shakin’ the DJ replay
Is like everyday is her bday
‘Cause everyday’s her get this D day
And she got to work with a smile on
And her skin is always glowin’
And her JJ ain’t all in the streets
‘Cause she ain’t out her hoein’, Luda

Yeah, she need her fix tonight (fix tonight)
Whoever she been with, he just ain’t hittin’ it right (hittin’ it right)
So let me have my way with both your lips tonight (lips tonight)
Girl, take this D, I don’t want you gettin’ sick tonight (sick tonight, sick tonight)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D (she said she can take it)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D, take the D (she said she can take it


[Intro: Ty Dolla $ign & Ludacris]
Aw yeah, yeah
I mean there’s a lot of women out here that’s just, you know
They just defensive in so many things, man
You missing so many key nutrients in your life
I, I just want you to stay healthy in these streets
Oh, no no
Somebody gotta give you some vitamin D, you know what I mean?
Yeah, Luda

[Verse 1: Ludacris]
She got them handlebars
Gotta keep a tight grip on that donkey
She be givin’ out battle scars
‘Cause she got a tight grip on that monkey
She told me, all the way, go straight to that ass
Make a student be late for the class
She make a nigga wanna holla even though a couple dollars
So I gotta get straight to the cash
I love big cheeks in between them sheets
Jump back, I can’t help myself
Got a nigga so weak and I get no sleep
‘Cause the girls stay wetter than Michael Phelps
And she get right down to the business
She stimulate the five senses
And she like it when I grab her hair
But I might pull out them extensions
My intentions is good for her
She like that I’m rich and a lil hood for her
I beat it right and leave it good sore
Real niggas is always what I stood for
I’m all in, I don’t play with it
I fall in and I lay in it
If I call in, I might stay in it
And if it’s all a sin, then I’ll pray in it

[Chorus: Ludacris & Ty Dolla $ign]
Yeah, she need her fix tonight (fix tonight)
Whoever she been with, he just ain’t hittin’ it right (hittin’ it right)
So let me have my way with both your lips tonight (lips tonight)
Girl, take this D, I don’t want you gettin’ sick tonight (sick tonight, sick tonight)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D (she said she can take it)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D, take the D (she said she can take it)

[Verse 2: Ludacris]
She got them thunder thighs
I’m just tryna get struck by some lightnin’
Man, her booty is plus her size
And I like my cakes with some icin’
Yeah baby, [ciero a milo
Que a sabora azucca]
Bonnita, freaky lil chicha
Let’s try the whole Kama Sutra, get down
Drip down, let it trickle down, dig her down
Smack it up, flip it and rub it down, love her down
I’ma keep it 100 now, that girl nasty
I’m never lettin’ the opportunity pass me
But I love her boots when they thigh high
Guess it’s true what they say when you’re havin’ fun, the time, it really do fly by
Take her legs, put ’em sky high
Climb to the top, I’ma skydive
Off, you feel the pump like it’s sawed off
Shot gun, hold tight, don’t fall off
Work, I’ma call off
Don’t be tryna leave, lil mama, that’s too much ass to haul off
You need a U-Haul, if you leave me, woman, I’ma get blue balls
‘Cause ain’t nobody got sex like you
That can dress like you or impress like you
You make a brother wanna woosa

[Chorus: Ludacris & Ty Dolla $ign]
Yeah, she need her fix tonight (fix tonight)
Whoever she been with, he just ain’t hittin’ it right (hittin’ it right)
So let me have my way with both your lips tonight (lips tonight)
Girl, take this D, I don’t want you gettin’ sick tonight (sick tonight, sick tonight)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D (she said she can take it)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D, take the D (she said she can take it)

[Verse 3: Ludacris]
Ooh, she got that snapback
Kinda ass if you blink, that it might hurt you
All up on the Snapchat
Try to get a screenshot and she might curse you
That there be your eyes only
Love when she grind on me
If they said I’m talkin’ shit
You know someone was lyin’ on me
She ain’t for that he say, she say
This shakin’ the DJ replay
Is like everyday is her bday
‘Cause everyday’s her get this D day
And she got to work with a smile on
And her skin is always glowin’
And her JJ ain’t all in the streets
‘Cause she ain’t out her hoein’, Luda

[Chorus: Ludacris & Ty Dolla $ign]
Yeah, she need her fix tonight (fix tonight)
Whoever she been with, he just ain’t hittin’ it right (hittin’ it right)
So let me have my way with both your lips tonight (lips tonight)
Girl, take this D, I don’t want you gettin’ sick tonight (sick tonight, sick tonight)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D (she said she can take it)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D, take the D (she said she can take it)


[Intro: Drake]
Murda on the beat, so it’s not nice
Yeah
It’s all Habibis ting, ya?

[Verse 1: Drake]
Yeah, my side girl got a 5S with the screen cracked
Still hit me back right away, better not never hesitate
Don’t come around thinkin’ you gettin’ saved
Tryna show the dogs brighter days
Got a torch, tryna light the way
Bitin’ everybody, which is ironic ’cause your next album probably won’t ever see the light of day
Have fans but you let ’em down
But I guess that’s how you niggas gettin’ down
I’m so high up I’m like, "How is niggas really gettin’ down?"
I could never have a kid, then be out here still kiddin’ around
Boys playin’ around, where you really wanna take it now?
I got a hundred fifty thousand dollars for an after party
And I gave it to the killas just to break it down
Bring us up, I never take us down
But if you bring me up, then they might take you down
Fake fuck with me back then
But it’s gettin’ hard for you to fake it now
Fuck bein’ rich when I’m forty, man, I’m tryna make it now

[Hook: Quavo]
Hell nah
Never let these niggas ride your wave
Nope, no way, nah
Never let these niggas ride your wave
Nope, no way, nah
Park the Benz just to the ride the Wraith
Skrrt, skrrt
Ten million dollars, gotta hide the safe
Skrrt, skrrt, oh
Michael Phelps with the swim moves
Skrrt, skrrt, oh
Michael Jordan with the tennis shoes
Skrrt, Skrrt

[Verse 2: Quavo]
(Quavo) Young nigga, I invented you
Ike Turner with the left hand
Griselda Blanco with the trap moves
Gangland with the right hand
Undertaker with the tattoos
Never listen to the class rules
Switch it up would be the last move (Let’s go!)
I’m a magnet for bad bitches (magnet)
You got the going out sad bitches
I spent a fifty on the chain (racks)
You spent your last fifty (ugh, cash)
I got the keys to the streets (keys)
You got the key to defeat (defeated)
I got the keys to the warzone (brrrapt)
You got the key to the bees (ugh)

[Hook: Quavo]
Hell nah
Never let these niggas ride your wave
Nope, no way, nah
Never let these niggas ride your wave
Nope, no way, nah
Park the Benz just to ride the Wraith
Skrrt, skrrt
Ten million dollars, gotta hide the safe

[Verse 3: Travis Scott]
We gon’ go live, we gon’ go live, yep
We gon’ go live, we gon’ go live, yep
Gettin’ loose, off the Henny rock, and a hint of Goose
Ocean deep in my swimmin’ pool
Throwin’ Dead Prez in my livin’ room
Takin’ shots, feelin’ bulletproof
Flood my rollie, told my bitch, "Let’s go snorkelin’!"
Out in Portland, tryna get in her organs
No, I did not sign with Jay, but I still send a Tidal wave
(Yeah) I might just go get the fade
Buy the du-rag and just tie the waves
It’s lit at the crib, you could stay
Me and Drake kick like Kid N’ Play
The way that she servin’ that cake, I gotta sit back and digest
I guess, fuck the fuck-shit, I’m biased
I mix, double the cup when I’m stressed
Got my momma out the basement
That’s a different type of face lift
Free Max B out the bracelets
Don’t hit us askin’ what the wave is

[Hook: Quavo]
Hell nah
Never let these niggas ride your wave
Nope, no way, nah
Never let these niggas ride your wave
Nope, no way, nah
Park the Benz just to the ride the Wraith
Skrrt, skrrt
Ten million dollars, gotta hide the safe
Skrrt, skrrt, oh
Michael Phelps with the swim moves
Skrrt, skrrt, oh
Michael Jordan with the tennis shoes
Skrrt, Skrrt, oh
Michael Phelps with the swim moves
Skrrt, skrrt, oh
Michael Jordan with the tennis shoes


Lyrics Drake – Portland

Yeahhh, my side girl got a 5S with the screen cracked
Still hit me back right away, better not never hesitate
Don’t come around thinkin’ you gettin’ saved
Tryna show the dogs brighter days
Got a torch, tryna light the way
Bitin’ everybody, which is ironic ’cause your next album probably won’t ever see the light of day
Have fans but you let ’em down
But I guess that’s how you niggas gettin’ down
I’m so high up I’m like, “How is niggas really gettin’ down?”
I could never have a kid, then be out here still kiddin’ around
Boys playin’ around, where you really wanna take it now?
I got a hundred fifty thousand dollars for an after party
And I gave it to the killas just to break it down
Bring us up, I never take us down
But if you bring me up, then they might take you down
Fake fuck with me back then
But it’s gettin’ hard for you to fake it now
Fuck bein’ rich when I’m forty, man, I’m tryna make it now.(portland)

Hell nah
Never let these niggas ride your wave
Nope, no way, nah
Never let these niggas ride your wave
Nope, no way, nah
Park the Benz just to the ride the Wraith
Skrrt, skrrt
Ten million dollars, gotta hide the safe
Skrrt, skrrt, oh
Michael Phelps with the swim moves
Skrrt, skrrt, oh
Michael Jordan with the tennis shoes
Skrrt, Skrrrrt.

(Quavo) Young nigga, I invented you
Ike Turner with the left hand
Griselda Blanco with the trap moves
Gangland with the right hand
Undertaker with the tattoos
Never listen to the class rules
Switch it up would be the last move (Let’s go!)
I’m a magnet for bad bitches (magnet)
You got the going out sad bitches
I spent a fifty on the chain (racks)
You spent your last fifty (ugh, cash)
I got the keys to the streets (keys)
You got the key to defeat (defeated)
I got the keys to the warzone
You got the key to the bees.

Hell nah
Never let these niggas ride your wave
Nope, no way, nah
Never let these niggas ride your wave
Nope, no way, nah
Park the Benz just to ride the Wraith
Skrrt, skrrt
Ten million dollars, gotta hide the safe.

We gon’ go live, we gon’ go live, yep
We gon’ go live, we gon’ go live, yep
Gettin’ loose, off the Henny rock, and a hint of Goose
Ocean deep in my swimmin’ pool versuri-lyrics.info
Throwin’ Dead Prez in my livin’ room
Takin’ shots, feelin’ bulletproof
Flood my rollie, told my bitch, “Let’s go snorkelin’!”
Out in Portland, tryna get in her organs
No, I did not sign with Jay, but I still send a Tidal wave
(Yeah) I might just go get the fade
Buy the du-rag and just tie the waves
It’s lit at the crib, you could stay
Me and Drake kick like Kid N’ Play
The way that she servin’ that cake, I gotta sit back and digest
I guess, fuck the fuck-shit, I’m biased
I mix, double the cup when I’m stressed
Got my momma out the basement
That’s a different type of face lift
Free Max B out the bracelets
Don’t hit us askin’ what the wave is.

Hell nah
Never let these niggas ride your wave
Nope, no way, nah
Never let these niggas ride your wave
Nope, no way, nah
Park the Benz just to the ride the Wraith
Skrrt, skrrt
Ten million dollars, gotta hide the safe
Skrrt, skrrt, oh
Michael Phelps with the swim moves
Skrrt, skrrt, oh
Michael Jordan with the tennis shoes
Skrrt, Skrrt, oh
Michael Phelps with the swim moves
Skrrt, skrrt, oh
Michael Jordan with the tennis shoesss.
Drake lyrics
Video Drake


(Murda on the beat, so it’s not nice…)

It’s all Habibis ting, ya?

Yeah, my side girl got a 5S with the screen cracked
Still hit me back right away, better not never hesitate
Don’t come around thinkin’ you gettin’ saved
Tryna show the dogs brighter days, got a torch tryna light the way
Biting everybody which is ironic ’cause your next album probably won’t ever see the light of day
Half assed but you let ’em down
But I guess that’s how you nigga’s gettin’ down
I’m so high up I’m like, how is nigga’s really gettin’ down?
I could never have a kid then be out here still kiddin’ around
Boys playin’ around, where you really wanna take it now?
I got a hundred fifty thousand dollars for an after party and I gave it to the killas just to break it down
Bring us up, I never take us down
But if you bring me up then they might take you down
Fake fuck with me back then but it’s gettin hard for you to fake it now
Fuck being rich when I’m forty, man, I’m tryna make it now

Hell nah
Never let these nigga’s ride your wave
Nope, no way, nah
Never let these nigga’s ride your wave
Nope, no way, nah
Park the Benz just to the ride the Wraith
Skrrt, skrrt, oh
Ten million dollars, gotta hide the safe
Skrrt, skrrt, oh
Michael Phelps with the swim moves
Skrrt, skrrt, oh
Michael Jordan with the tennis shoes
Skrrt, Skrrt, oh

(Quavo)
Young nigga, I invented you
Mike Turner with the left hand
Griselda Blanco with the trap moves
Gangland with the right hand
Undertaker with the tattoos
Never listen to the class rules
Switch it up would be the last move
(Let’s go)
I’m a magnet for bad bitches (magnet)
You got the going out sad bitches
I spent a fifty on the chain (racks)
You spent your last fifty (ugh, cash)
I got the keys to the streets (keys)
You got the key to defeat (defeated)
I got the keys to the warzone (brrrapt)
You got the key to the bees (ugh)

Hell nah
Never let these nigga’s ride your wave
Nope, no way, nah
Never let these nigga’s ride your wave
Nope, no way, nah
Fuck the Benz just the ride the Wraith
Skrrt, skrrt
Ten million dollars, gotta hide the safe

We gon’ go live, we gon’ go live, yep
We gon’ go live, we gon’ go live, yep
Gettin’ loose, off that Henny, rock and that Goose
Ocean deep in my swimming pool
Pourin’ Dead Prez in my living room
Takin’ shots, feelin’ bulletproof
Flood my rollie, told my bitch, “let’s go snorkelin’”
Out in Portland tryna get in her organs
No I did not sign with Jay, but I still send a Tidal wave
Yep, I might just go get the fade buy the du-rag and just tie the waves
It’s lit at the crib, you could stay, me and Drake kick like Kid N’ Play
The way that she servin’ that cake, I gotta sit back and digest
I guess, fuck the fuck shit, I’m biased
I mix, double the cup with Nitrous
Got my momma out the basement
That’s a different type of face lift
[?] bracelets
Don’t hit us askin’ what the wave is

Hell nah
Never let these nigga’s ride your wave
Nope, no way, nah
Never let these nigga’s ride your wave
Nope, no way, nah
Park the Benz just to the ride the Wraith
Skrrt, skrrt, oh
Ten million dollars, gotta hide the safe
Skrrt, skrrt, oh
Michael Phelps with the swim moves
Skrrt, skrrt, oh
Michael Jordan with the tennis shoes
Skrrt, Skrrt, oh

Michael Phelps with the swim moves
Skrrt, skrrt, oh
Michael Jordan with the tennis shoes
Skrrt, Skrrt, oh


[Verse 1 – Redway]
(My nigga, where you been with that new shit?)
I took some L’s and a few things
Don’t check for niggas who ain’t checking
And check the soldiers, I got [?]
Addressing who’s heads is really swelling
When really they ending this fucking pending
I’m just factual
While my [?] is on Complex
That’s why I’m cocky in my context
Now this ain’t been no contest
Cause I don’t wanna hear no comments
Nigga, fuck your content
I’m playing like that prospect
I swear I really love my queens, Jerry took me to the projects
Y’all niggas all new scheming
I’m getting brain from your baby like your boo teething
So many shots now, all I know is mesh
And So So Def, your shit is so-so, meh

[Hook – Sean Leon]
Nigga, why these niggas hating, why they jealous?
Wonder who you really, nigga, tell us
Heard they snitching on me, heard they telling
Why these niggas hating, why they jealous?

[Verse 2 – Sean Leon]
Baby momma cussin’, I’m bobbing and weaving in public
She sucker punch me, I’ll get her back when we fucking
I sabotage with some other guys off the subject
Some record label that wouldn’t budge out the budget
Fuck it, I might just do it myself
Made millions with my niggas, call that shit sharing wealth
Yeah, my shit sold out, your shit still on the shelf
I would’ve killed them, but they killing themselves
Young boys hot for the dollar
Young girls screenshotting the shotter
Either that or they pop and they swallow
Daddyvelli, flashing lights and confetti
I’m Michael Jordan, Michael Phelps, Makaveli
My girlfriend told me that we having a daughter
My first thought was, "Shit, I’m copping a…"
My first thought was, "Shit, I’m copping a chopper"

[Hook – Sean Leon]
Nigga, why these niggas hating, why they jealous?
Wonder who you really, nigga, tell us
Heard they snitching on me, heard they telling
Why these niggas hating, why they jealous?

[Instrumentation]

[Outro]
Every single day I’m tired
I wash my face, crush my-, aw shit, (hold up)
Every single day I’m tired
Every single day I’m tired
I wash my face, crush a nug and get higher
Inspire, I set out to inspire
[?] from insanity
My intentions from instincts, my endeavors
[?] and now or never
Get better, I promise to get better
And if it wasn’t for karma, you’d be bitter
(depending on a-) depending on a feeling
I fail unless I feel I’m being failed
I fail unless I feel I’m being failed
I fail unless I feel I’m being failed
Depending on a feeling
I fail unless I feel I’m being failed
I fail unless I feel I’m being failed
(fulfillment from a feeling)
I [?] feeling well


[Intro: Future]
I got the birds chirpin’, both lines
Bentley or the Rari, they both mine

[Bridge: Future]
What’s the deal with that? No cosign
Leaving out the dealership, burning both tires
Jeopardizing these checks behind these gang signs
Came out of Lil Mexico, now I’m an icon
Popstar, whatever dog, I’m really him
I sit back and I plotted and waited, I’m going bonkers
Fishscale profits, I swear it made me a monster
Criticized the day when I came, and then I conquered

[Hook: Future]
And I got them birds chirpin’
And I got them birds chirpin’
And I got them birds chirpin’
And I got them birds chirpin’

[Verse 2: Quicktrip]
Got a condo off of peach street
Got a bad bitch off of leaf street
She can’t call me, she got to meet me
Getting real money, call me Big Meech
Got my gang here from Peewee
Like my bricks clean, I’m a neat freak
Like a fuck nigga or the [?]
All you hear the pot sayin’ squeak squeak
Made a couple mil off the first pack
Got the hellcat then I fell back
I’m a young nigga making boss moves
One slip nigga, nigga cost you
Plug talk in codes
I want 36 for a walkthrough
I’m a street nigga, no Street Execs
They gon’ pay for it when they get the [?]
One thing about me, I’m solid
Me and my uncle talk in private
My plane gon’ fly and it’s private
These bitches know that I got it
I’m a hood legend, call me Master P
All the OGs gon’ vouch for me
All the old heads gotta shout me
I was 21, gettin’ ‘em for 33

[Hook: Future]
And I got them birds chirpin’
And I got them birds chirpin’
And I got them birds chirpin’
And I got them birds chirpin’
And I got them birds chirpin’
And I got them birds chirpin’
And I got them birds chirpin’
And I got them birds chirpin’

[Verse 3: Quicktrip]
Make the bricks swim, call ‘em Michael Phelps
Got some bloods with me, crips on the left
Seen some niggas get right or get left
I’m a boss man, move by myself
I know Rio with me, nobody else
That nigga Future showed me he solid
He the first nigga to let a young nigga from the hood ride on a private
These hoes ain’t callin’ back yet
Ain’t no Wi-Fi, where the hoes at?
Yeah my uncle watch three B’s
Done told you I moved the B’s
You ain’t never had no real plug then you really can’t fuck with me
All the young niggas in my hood, yeah they still look up to me

[Hook: Future]
And I got them birds chirpin’
And I got them birds chirpin’
And I got them birds chirpin’
And I got them birds chirpin’

[Bridge: Future]
What’s the deal with that? No cosign
Leaving out the dealership, burning both tires
Jeopardizing these checks behind these gang signs
Came out of Lil Mexico, now I’m an icon
Popstar, whatever dog, I’m really him
I sit back and I plotted and waited, I’m going bonkers
Fishscale profits, I swear it made me a monster
Criticized the day when I came, and then I conquered

[Outro: Future]
Don’t I got them birds chirpin’?
Don’t I got them birds chirpin’?
You can hear them birds chirpin’, both lines
Bentley and the Rari and they both mine


[Chorus: Q-Tip]
Ego, ego skippin’, trippin’ in my mind
Ego, ego skippin’, trippin’ in my mind
Ego, ego trippin’, trippin’, trippin’, trippin’, trippin’
Ego, ego
I got one, you got one, and now we equal
Sometimes it makes you trip out on your people
Sometimes it has connotations of evil
Sometimes niggas call on it when they need to
It’s called the ego

[Verse 1: Q-Tip]
Ay, it’s hard to really make the subject positively stated
Some may hate it and some may overrate it
It’s a top story and you rarely see a trend
So all you psychoanalysts, pull out your pad and pen
It’s called the ego
Come up with an idea, and no one seems to get it
Then every time you mention it
They stare like you’re two-headed
But one day, in your cubicle, your idea really comes to view
Your boss is walking by, he sees it too and he takes it from you
She put you on the aces of all the stripper places
And has the kinda clientele where niggas trick off very well
You beg her and you plead her and you tuck away your ego
She knows you need the chicken
And you know that she’s your people
They call you fat and lazy, your commentary crazy
They photoshop your face on a box of McCormick gravy
And now that inner voice, that ego, making you get wavy
Change your diet, hit the gym
And say, "What were you saying to me?"
The ego makes you do it, it makes you face the music
Or run away from life so fast that you’ll outsprint Carl Lewis
It has you think your deceptive ways of being are the truest
Had the prettiest brown eyes but you change them shits to the bluest
It’s the ego

[Bridge: Q-Tip]
Ooo, Jack White
Ooo, Jack White

[Verse 2: Q-Tip]
A celebrated genius, my dick game is the meanest
I’ll take the girl that’s augmented, new me is invented
I’ll take the biggest house in Calabassas
Anyone for Michael Phelps swimming classes?
You need it when you’re balling, equally when you’re falling
Or when those kids in school on your locker
They get to scrawling
Epithets that’s racist is stupid and mean in nature
Something that can make you feel stronger when people hate ya
Ego make you violent or govern like a tyrant
Or switch a dictionary’s word from vibrant to vivrant
Fool the thirsty people, selling tap water in bottles
Fooled a girl with NYU scholarship and now she models
Ego has no ending, has people pretending
Religious zealots get jealous ’cause guys want their defending
This is the last Tribe and our ego hopes that you felt us
And closing for our ego, we know only God can help us

[Outro]
Ego, ego skippin’, trippin’ in my mind
Ego, ego skippin’, trippin’ in my mind
Ego, ego trippin’, trippin’, trippin’, trippin’, trippin’
Ego, ego skippin’, trippin’ in my mind
Ego, ego skippin’, trippin’ in my mind
Ego, ego trippin’, trippin’, trippin’, trippin’, trippin’
Ego, ego skippin’, trippin’ in my mind
Ego, ego skippin’, trippin’ in my mind


[Chorus: Q-Tip]
Ego, ego
Skip it, trippin in my mind
Ego, ego
Skip it, trippin in my mind
Ego, ego
Trippy, trippy, trippy, trippy, trippy
Ego
Ego

[Intro: Q-Tip]
I got one, you got one, and now we equal
Sometimes it makes you trip out on your people
Sometimes it has connotations of evil
Sometimes niggas call on it when they need to
It’s called the ego

[Verse 1: Q-Tip]
Ay, it’s hard to really make the subject positively stated
Some may hate it and some might overrate it
It’s a top story and you rarely see a trend
So all you psychoanalysts, pull out your pad and pen, it’s called the ego
Come up with an idea, and no one seems to get it
Then every time you mention it, they stare like you’re two-headed
But one day in your cubicle your idea really comes to view
Your boss is walking by, he sees it too and he takes it from you
She put you on the aces of all the stripper places
That has the kinda clientele where niggas trickle very well
You beg her and you plead her and you tuck away your ego
She knows you need the dicking and she knows you need the people
They call you fat and lazy, your commentary crazy
They photoshop your face on a box of McCormick gravy
And now that inner voice, the ego, making you get wavy
Change your diet, hit the gym and say “What were you saying to me?”
The ego makes you do it, it makes you face the music
Or run away from life so fast that you’ll outsprint Carl Lewis
That has you think your deceptive ways of being untruest
Had the prettiest brown eyes but you change them shits to bluest
It’s the ego

[Bridge: Q-Tip]
Ooo, Jack White
Ooo, Jack White

[Verse 2: Q-Tip]
A celebrated genius, my dick game’s the meanest
I’ll take the girl that’s augmented, new me is invented
I’ll take the biggest house in Calabassas
Anyone for Michael Phelps swimming classes?
You need it when you’re balling, equally when you’re falling
Or when those kids in school on your locker they get to scrawling
Epithets is racist are stupid and mean in nature
Something that can make you feel stronger when people hate ya
Ego make you violent, or govern like a tyrant
Or switch ya dictionary’s word from vibrant to vivrant
Fool the thirsty people, selling tap water in bottles
Fooled a girl with NYU scholarship, now she models
Ego has no ending, has people pretending
Religious zealots get jealous ’cause guys want their defending
This is the last Tribe and our ego hopes that you felt us
And closing for our ego, we know only God can help us

[Outro]
Ego, ego
Spit the truth right in my mind
Ego, ego
Spit the truth right in my mind
Ego, ego
[?]
Ego, ego
Spit the truth right in my mind
Ego, ego
Spit the truth right in my mind
Ego, ego
Spit the truth right in my mind
Ego, ego
Spit the truth right in my mind
Ego, ego
Spit the truth right in my mind


[Hook: Young Thug]
Woah
Yeah, yeah
Fuck is you talking bout? Bitch, you offending me
I just might go ‘head and let this lil bitch suck my dick till it tickle me
I just might go ‘head and mix me a Sprite with some lean like it’s chemistry
Goddamn, I had four hoes at one time, they was drilling me
I heard the lil boy was plotting on killing me
Fuck ’round and lift up they soul like lil Chino be wheelin’
I usually don’t beg but I don’t want the ceiling please
Oxycontin fucking kidneys up

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Molly, my cup look like bath salt
And I’m too high horsed for asphalt
Therefore I’m in clouds from day to dawn
They say that I changed, it’s the cash fault
Pay everybody like a cash cow
I switch through the lanes like a NASCAR
The Rollie stainless, stainless
We young and rich and we dangerous
I’m at Piccadilly’s with your missus, nigga
And the weed stinking like a chitlin, nigga
Bend the money down like a Philly, nigga
Make me catch you slipping then it’s Christmas, nigga
The bulletproof can take a missile, nigga
I got benji on me and he cripping, nigga
I done wrapped the benji in the city, ho
I done wrapped the Bentley in the bity, nigga
Put a swimming pool in the living room
How I’m living, nigga, I ain’t swimming, nigga
Only thing that me and Michael Phelps got in common that we winning nigga
Rock star lifestyle
Your hoe’s going wild

[Hook: Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah
Fuck is you talking ’bout? Bitch, you offending me
I just might go ‘head and let this lil bitch suck my dick till it tickle me
I just might go ‘head and mix me a Sprite with some lean like it’s chemistry
Goddamn, I had four hoes one time they was drilling me
I heard the lil boy was plotting on killing me
Fuck ’round and lift up they soul like lil Chino be wheelin’
I usually don’t bet but I don’t want the ceiling please
Oxycontin fucking up my kidneys

[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
Everywhere I go, I keep a chopper with me, whoa
I ain’t with that diss song shit, I been a shotta nigga, whoa
Hundred shotters with me, whoa
VVSs on me, whoa
VVSs on me, bling
Badaboom, badabing (21)
Mob shit, send the hit, shoot up your car shit
Put them blue tips in that cartridge (21)
We put them drums in them carbines (21)
We pull up on rappers and spark ’em (21)
I might take your chain if it sparkle (Facts)
Street nigga really came from nothing (What?)
Strip a nigga like Caine cousin (21)
Kill a nigga then you saying something (What?)
You was talking, nigga, I was hustling (What?)
We was shooting, nigga, you was ducking
You was texting, nigga, I was fucking (21)
I was betting nigga, you was bluffing (21)
Hide and seek, nigga, I was hunching (Facts)
Car foreign and my gun Russian
Sneak dissing get a concussion (21, 21)

[Hook: Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah
Fuck is you talking ’bout? Bitch, you offending me
I just might go ‘head and let this lil bitch suck my dick till it tickle me
I just might go ‘head and mix me a Sprite with some lean like it’s chemistry
Goddamn, I have a whole xan one time they was drilling me
I heard the lil boy was plotting on killing me
Fuck ’round and lift up they soul like lil Chino be wheelin’
I usually don’t bet but I don’t want the ceiling please
Oxycontin fucking up my kidneys


[Hook: Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah
Fuck is you talking bout? Bitch, you offended me
I just might go ‘head and let this lil bitch suck my dick till it tickle me
I just might go ‘head and mix me a Sprite with some lean like it’s chemistry
Goddamn, I had four hoes at one time, they was drilling me
I heard the lil boy was plotting on killing me
Fuck ’round and lift up they soul like lil Chino be wheelin’
I usually don’t beg but I don’t want the ceiling please
Oxycontin fucking kidneys up

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Molly, my cup look like bath salt
And I’m too high horsed for asphalt
Therefore I’m in clouds from day to dark
They say that I changed, it’s the cash fault
Pay everybody like a cash cow
I switch through the lanes like a NASCAR
The Rollie stainless, stainless
We young and rich and we dangerous
I’m at Piccadilly’s with your missus, nigga
And the weed stinking like a chitlin, nigga
Bend the money down like a Philly, nigga
Make me catch you slipping then it’s Christmas, nigga
The bulletproof can take a missile, nigga
I got benji on me and he cripping,nigga
I done wrapped the benji in the city, ho
I done wrapped the Bentley in the bity, nigga
Put a swimming pool in the living room
How I’m living, nigga, I ain’t swimming, nigga
Only thing that me and Michael Phelps got in common that we winning nigga
Rock star lifestyle
Your hoe’s going wild

[Hook: Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah
Fuck is you talking bout? Bitch, you offended me
I just might go ‘head and let this lil bitch suck my dick till it tickle me
I just might go ‘head and mix me a Sprite with some lean like it’s chemistry
Goddamn, I had four hoes at one time, they was drilling me
I heard the lil boy was plotting on killing me
Fuck ’round and lift up they soul like lil Chino be wheelin’
I usually don’t beg but I don’t want the ceiling please
Oxycontin fucking kidneys up

[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
Everywhere I go, I keep a chopper with me, whoa
I ain’t with that diss song shit, I been a shotta nigga, whoa
Hundred shotters with me, whoa
VVSs on me, whoa
VVSs on me, bling
Badaboom, badabing
Mob shit, send the hit, shoot up your car shit
Put them blue tips in that cartridge
We put them drums in them carbines
We pull up on rappers and spark ’em
I might take your chain if it sparkle
Street nigga really came from nothing
Strip a nigga like Caine cousin
Kill a nigga then you saying something
You was talking, nigga, I was hustling
We was shooting, nigga, you was ducking
You was texting, nigga, I was fucking
I was betting nigga, you was bluffing
Hide and seek, nigga, I was hunching
Car foreign and my gun Russian
Sneak dissing get a concussion

[Hook: Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah
Fuck is you talking bout? Bitch, you offended me
I just might go ‘head and let this lil bitch suck my dick till it tickle me
I just might go ‘head and mix me a Sprite with some lean like it’s chemistry
Goddamn, I had four hoes at one time, they was drilling me
I heard the lil boy was plotting on killing me
Fuck ’round and lift up they soul like lil Chino be wheelin’
I usually don’t beg but I don’t want the ceiling please
Oxycontin fucking kidneys up


[Hook: RiFF RAFF]
I’m just balling for no reason
And I’m iced out like winter season
I’m just tryna stay away from you
I’m just tryna stay away from you
I’m just balling for no reason
And I’m iced out like winter season
I’m just tryna stay away from you
I’m just tryna stay away from you
And I’m balling for no reason
And I’m iced out like winter season
I’m just tryna stay away from you
I’m just tryna stay away from you
And I’m balling for no reason
And I’m iced out like winter season
I’m just tryna stay away from you
I’m just tryna stay away from you

[Verse 1: RiFF RAFF]
Blueberry lean, hit the ceiling fan
I pull up in lamb and the seats candy tan
Check out my sedan
Check my checking and you might get chin checked
Checkers on my heels cause they Louis Vuitton
Filet mignon in Hong Kong
Even if you do me wrong
I still wish you blessings
God bless the adolescence with indigestion
My fifth doing curls
[?] doing bench presses
Who is the bestest
I pull up on the scene

[Hook: RiFF RAFF]
I’m just balling for no reason
And I’m iced out like winter season
I’m just tryna stay away from you
I’m just tryna stay away from you
And I’m just balling for no reason
And I’m iced out like winter season
I’m just tryna stay away from you
I’m just tryna stay away from you

[Verse 2: Jimmy Wopo]
We all in the kitchen [?] go and help yourself
Whipping in the kitchen think I gave [?]
Fucking with that water, I swimming Michael Phelps
Always [?] still my niggas [?]
[?] I’m at the free throw like Shaquille
That my bitch she from Brazille, all the dope boys [?]
No I don’t want a will, I take all my shit to Hell
No I don’t want a pill, I take all my shit to [?]
[?] delicious, I’m popping the perc [?]
The hollows [?] nutricious
I’m smoking on that futuristic
Oh I can’t stay on my pivot
I’m leaning on Scottie, I’m Pippen
I score in addition like [?]
I am a dog with the frisbee

[Hook: RiFF RAFF]
I’m just balling for no reason
And I’m iced out like winter season
I’m just tryna stay away from you
I’m just tryna stay away from you
I’m just balling for no reason
And I’m iced out like winter season
I’m just tryna stay away from you
I’m just tryna stay away from you
And I’m balling for no reason
And I’m iced out like winter season
I’m just tryna stay away from you
I’m just tryna stay away from you
And I’m balling for no reason
And I’m iced out like winter season
I’m just tryna stay away from you
I’m just tryna stay away from you


[Intro]
M-m-m-murda
Meek Milly, Jeffery, woah

[Hook: Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah
Fuck is you talking bout? Bitch you offended me
I just might go head and let this lil bitch suck my dick till it tickle me
I just might go head and mix me a Sprite with some lean like it’s chemistry
God damn, I have a whole xan one time they was drilling me
I heard the lil boy was plotting on killing me
Fuck round and lift up they soul like lil Chino be wheelin’
I usually don’t bet but I don’t want the ceiling please
Oxycontin fucking up my kidneys
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Molly, my cup look like bath salt
And I’m too high horsed for asphalt
Therefore I’m in clouds from day to dark
They say that I changed, it’s the cash fault
Pay everybody like a cash card
I switch through the lanes like a Nascar
The Rollie stainless, stainless
We young and rich and we dangerous
I’m at Piccadilly’s with your misses nigga
And the weed stinking like a chitlin nigga
Bend the money down like a Philly nigga
Make me catch you slipping then (?) nigga
The bulletproof can take a missile nigga
I got benji on me and he cripping nigga
I done wrapped the benji in the city ho
I done wrapped the Bentley in the bity nigga
Put a swimming pool in the living room
How I’m living nigga, I ain’t swimming nigga
Only thing that me and Michael Phelps got in common that we winning nigga
Rock star lifestyle
Your hoes going wild

[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
Sat on my shorty and totting that .40 we move through the city like BMF
Rocks on the chain like the rocks that I slang , only difference them bitches they VVS
I know these bitches gon’ change, fuck on whoever, whenever they see a chain
If you do not fuck with the gang don’t act like you do when you see us, just keep it down
Swing through your block better not sweep it back
Land on your spot where your peoples at
Smoke you where ever we see you at
You don’t want no problem so keep it down
‘Fore you get your man murdered
Hitters in the van lurking
I put bread on the beef
Turn it to a hamburger
Put that paper on the scale nigga
Little homies talking big money
When the wars on you’ll tell nigga
Put a bag on your man
Hit ’em with the things, hit ’em that’s an L nigga
So you should be home before mama got dinner for sale nigga
And that’s all I’ma tell niggas in the zip

[Hook: Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah
Fuck is you talking bout? Bitch you offending me
I just might go head and let this lil bitch suck my dick till it tickle me
I just might go head and mix me a Sprite with some lean like it’s chemistry
God damn, I had four hoes one time they was drilling me
I heard the lil boy was plotting on killing me
Fuck round and lift up they soul like lil Chino be wheelin’
I usually don’t bet but I don’t want the ceiling please
Oxycontin fucking up my kidneys

[Verse 3: 21 Savage]
Everywhere I go I keep a chopper with me, whoa
I ain’t with that diss song shit, I been done shot a nigga, whoa
Hundred shotters with me, whoa
VVS’s on me, whoa
VVS’s on me, bling
Badaboom, badabing, 21
Marsh hit, seen the hit shoot up your car shit
Put the blue tips in that cartridge, 21
We put them drums in them carbons, 21
We pull up on rappers and spark ’em, 21
I might take your chain if it sparkle, fat
Street nigga really came from nothing
Strip a nigga like Caine cousin
Kill a nigga then you saying something
You was talking, nigga I was hustling
We was shooting, nigga you was ducking
You was texting, nigga I was fucking
I was betting nigga, you was bluffing
Hide and seek nigga, I was hunching (facts)
Car foreign and my gun Russian
Sneak dissing get a concussion
21, 21, 21

[Hook: Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah
Fuck is you talking bout? Bitch you offending me
I just might go head and let this lil bitch suck my dick till it tickle me
I just might go head and mix me a Sprite with some lean like it’s chemistry
God damn, I have a whole xan one time they was drilling me
I heard the lil boy was plotting on killing me
Fuck round and lift up they soul like lil Chino be wheelin’
I usually don’t bet but I don’t want the ceiling please
Oxycontin fucking up my kidneys


[Intro]
(Listen to this track bitch)
Woah, Wop
Hah, Wop
Woah, sheesh
Burr, toy
Skrt, Wizzop

[Verse 1]
I take the good with the bad and the bad with the good
The plug sent the goods so I had to flood the hood
The plug sent the bag then I offed that too
That made me a bigger asset to the plug
But tell me how you feel when your plug tell on ya
Your partner in crime on thugs tell on ya
Talking 20 years, 30 years, 50 years
In the cell feeling drunk like you drunk 80 pills
Homicide though, genocide when I ride
When we die, only God knows where the bullets fly
In my Hummer truck, Will is coming through my car door
I had contract killers staying at my condo
Got a hole in your folk just to show I ain’t bluffing
Gotta vest up cause I sure ain’t ducking
Standing in the cold on the corner, flash O’s
Sold his soul to the devil for a Mac-11
100 bricks of pure coke, white like heaven
My Mexican copped the lick, connect doing confession
Sitting in the pin, son just turned seven
I progress then regress and this shit is getting depressing
But I count my stash ‘fore I count my blessings
And I load my weapon ‘fore I eat my breakfast
The streets keep talking and the snitches keep telling
Your whole life can change in a motherfucking second

[Hook]
Out the cage in a rage like I escaped out the zoo
They playing games with me when they know that I’m a fool
Set it off like Queen Latifah, give me the loot or I’ma shoot
You nincompoops so rude-a-poo, you tuti-fruit, you through
I’m an animal, a cannibal, they say I’m on the loose
Animal, a cannibal, they say I’m on the loose
Gucci Mane La Flare, you prolly seen me on the news
Out the cage in a rage like I escaped out the zoo

[Verse 2]
I might manic, I go in ang panic, don’t see nothing but red
Off my millions I can’t sleep for days cause I hear voices in my head
This lil devil on my left shoulder say “shoot him in his dreads”
While an angel on the right whisper “just shoot him in the leg”
I admit that I might need some help, I guess I made a step
Man they think I need a shrink cause I fear God but don’t fear death
I’m so selfish, I bought 80 pints to drink ’em by myself
A swimming pool full of drank, I dive in like I’m Michael Phelps
Louis glasses, Ferragamo belt, I’m Gucci Mane XL
YSL with the new Gazelles that match my blue Chevelle
Bitches laughing like I’m Dave Chappelle cause I stay fresh as hell
Zone 6, Zone 6, you don’t like it? Kill yourself

[Hook]
Out the cage in a rage like I escaped out the zoo
They playing games with me when they know that I’m a fool
Set it off like Queen Latifah, give me the loot or I’ma shoot
You nincompoops, so rude-a-poo, you tuti-fruit, you through
I’m an animal, a cannibal, they say I’m on the loose
Animal, a cannibal, they say I’m on the loose
Gucci Mane La Flare, you prolly seen me on the news
Out the cage in a rage like I escaped out the zoo


This is gonna feel real good, alright?
Most dope
Everybody please put a thumb in the air

1, 2, 3, 4 some crazy-ass kids come and knock up on your door so
Let em in, let em in, let em in (hey)

1, 2, 3, 4 some crazy-ass kids come and knock up on your door so
Let em in, let em in, let em in (hey)

I feel like a million bucks
But my money don’t really feel like I do
And from the ground I built my own damn buzz
People was amazed I was still in high school
But now I’m out, and money what I’m ’bout
Tryin to get so much that I can’t keep count
New kicks give me cushion like whoopie
Keep a smile like an Eat’n Park cookie
Everything good, I’m white boy awesome
Up all night – Johnny Carson
I ain’t gotta Benz, no just a Honda
But try to get my money like an Anaconda,
Real, real long cross the country
Crank turns in the whip, no cop can bust me
Drive into the stage, they applaud and scream
All them pretty little girls come and flock to me, yeah I rock the beat

1, 2, 3, 4 some crazy-ass kids come and knock up on your door so
Let em in, let em in, let em in (hey)

1, 2, 3, 4 some crazy-ass kids come and knock up on your door so
Let em in, let em in, let em in (hey)

And I like my rhymes witty
All my dimes pretty
If you got food you can come fly with me
I don’t take pity on them silly little girls
Milly vanilly but this is really how it goes
Mouth my words, don’t say shit
Shhh, Shut up girl and throw a fit
I’m just playin’ let’s have a ball
All we need is some seeds, shows, and baby dolls
Hey, don’t forget it when I’m wreckin’ it
Etiquette for the hell of it, smellin’ it when the L is lit, I’m Flyer than
A pelican
Young fresh but I’m so damn intelligent
Girls like gains ’cause I’m actin’ like a gentleman
Im fresher than the water Michael Phelps was in
Finna have a party baby you can tell your friends
We the type lookin’ right still settin’ trends
Forget a job I’m a get these dead presidents

1, 2, 3, 4 some crazy-ass kids come and knock up on your door so
Let em in, let em in, let em in (hey)

1, 2, 3, 4 some crazy-ass kids come and knock up on your door so
Let em in, let em in, let em in (hey)

Not a day goes by when I ain’t being sligh
They wonder why don’t I go get myself a job
So I can make them bucks but I don’t get the luck
No, I feel great Girl I feel great

1, 2, 3, 4 some crazy-ass kids come and knock up on your door so
Let em in, let em in, let em in (hey)

1, 2, 3, 4 some crazy-ass kids come and knock up on your door so
Let em in, let em in, let em in (hey)