Yellow model chick Yellow bottle sipping Yellow Lamborghini Yellow top missing Yeah yeah That sh-t look like a toupee
I get what you get in 10 years, in two days Ladies love me, I’m on my cool J If you get what I get what would you say She wax it all off, Mr Miyagi And them suicide doors, Hari Kari
Look at me now, look at me now Oh, I’m getting paper Look at me now Oh, look at me now Yeah, fresh than a muthaf-cker
Lil n-gga bigger than gorilla Cause I’m killing every n-gga that Try to be on my sh-t Better cuff your chick if you with her I can get her And she accidentally slip fall on my dick Ooops, I said on my dick I aint really mean to say on my d-ck But since we talking about my dick All of you haters say hi to it I’m Done
Ayo Breezy Let me show you how to keep the dice rolling When your doing that thing over there, homie Lets go
Cause I feel like I’m running And I’m feeling like I gotta get away, get away, get away Better know that I don’t and I won’t ever stop cause You know I gotta win everyday day, goooo See they don’t really wanna pop me Just know that you will never flop me And I know that I can be a little cocky, nooo You aint never gonna stop me Everytime I come a n-gga gotta set it then I got it going Then I gotta get it, than I gotta blow, than I shut it any little thing That a n-gga think he be doing cause it doesnt matter cause I’m gonna dead it Then I’m gonna murder every thing and anything a badaboom a badabing I gotta do a lot of things, and make it clearer to a couple n-ggas That I’m always winning and I gotta get it again and again and again And I be doing it to death and now I move a little foul A n-gga better call a ref, everybody know my style And n-gga’s know that I’m the the best When I come to doing this and I be banging on my chest And I bang in the east and I bang in the west And I come to give you more and I never give you less You will hear it in the street or you can read it in the press Do you really wanna know whats next, lets go See the way we on, we be all up in the race and you know We gotta go, don’t try to keep up with the pace We struggling and hustling and sending in and getting in And always gotta take it to another place Gotta taste it and I gotta grab it And I gotta cut all through this traffic Just to be at the top of the throne Better know I gotta have it
Look at me now, look at me now oh, I’m getting paper look at me now oh, look at me now yeah, fresh than a muthaf-cker
Man f-ck these bitch ass n-ggas how yall doin? I’m Lil Tunechi, I’m a nuisance, I go stupid, I go dumb like the 3 stooges I dont eat sushi, I’m the shit, no I’m pollution, no substitution Got a bitch that play in movies in my jacuzzi, p-ssy juicy I never gave a f-ck about a hater, got money on my radar Dress like a skater, got a big house, came with a elevator You n-ggas aint eatin, f-ck it, tell a waiter Marley said shoot em, and I said “ok” If on that bullshit then I’m like “ole”, I dont care what you say, so don’t even speak Your girlfriend a freak like Cirque Du Soleil That’s word to my flag, and my flag red I’m out of my head, bitch I’m outta my mind from the bottom I climb You aint hotter at mine, nope, not on my time and I’m not even trying Whats poppin Slime? nothin five, and if they trippin f-ck em five I aint got no time to shuck and jive, these n-ggas as sweet as pumpkin pie Ciroc and Sprite on a private flight Bitch, I been tight, since guiding light, and my pockets white and my diamonds white And my mommas nice and my daddy’s dead You faggots scared cause I’m too wild, been here for a while I was like f-ck trial, I puts it down I’m so young money, if you got eyes look at me now, bitch!
Look at me now, look at me now oh, I’m getting paper look at me now oh, look at me now yeah, fresh than a muthaf-ckerTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
