[Chorus] Every day of the week (Yeah) I get to play with the beat (Yeah) I'm just a lion with lines (Yeah) I do not play with the sheep (Bitch) But I got close with the G.O.A.Ts (Yeah) They like how I say what I think (Yeah) I've been at war with the guys (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) But I'm still prayin' for peace
[Verse 1] Let me roll my weed Let me roll my drugs, let me do my thing Let me feel that buzz Let me get my hug, what's your name? Let me roll my weed Let me sit my wine, wine and dine (Bitch) Let me do my thing Can I show your ass a good time? We been far apart but when we come together, we gon' come together Motherfuck the weather, you a fuckin' sprinkler You a slip and slide, you always fucked it better She goes down and tell me, "Pick my head up" You the topic, topic of the letter These other niggas trash, I'ma pick up the litter Dump 'em in the dumpster, any other motherfucker, motherfuck 'em I could fuck the club up, I could make you think, I make you motherfucker Your bitch a bird, that's why she tryna duck you This absurd to ever try and trust her Fuck what you heard, pockets full of pluckers Yeah, I get the chicken, you can call it cheese, you can call it spinach Yeah, season, dawg, I'm bein' real specific Let me dumb it down so you can finally get it, lil' idiot
[Bridge] Who that nigga? If it ain't me, bitch
[Verse 2] Nothin' but a picnic in the park I pick a beat then I pick it apart Until I'm livin' with a picket fence in the yard To get [?], my pigs in the cars Because Cozz livin' too large Got drive but sometimes you gotta kick it to start Parkin' with a stick just to get into [?] I know I'm fire but sometimes you gotta flick it to spark Yeah, flick it to spark But fuck all that fast rap Y'all niggas can have that, these is dead raps Y'all my sons, I love you niggas But what's done is done When you stay asleep when you ain't supposed to, you get your ass whooped But love is love I talk in the mic with a lesson to teach This is better than a sex on the beach (Bitch)
[Chorus] Every day of the week (Yeah) I get to play with the beat (Yeah) I'm just a lion with lines (Yeah) I do not play with the sheep (Bitch) But I got close with the G.O.A.Ts (Yeah) They like how I say what I think (Yeah) I've been at war with the guys (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) But I'm still prayin' for peace
[Outro] Bitch, I got that lemonade, that cranberry Bitch, I'm made of Minute Maid, and that's scary 'Cause I got that juice, juice, juice, juice Yeah, juice, juice, juice, juice (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Yeah, bitch I got that juiceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
