Freestyle 4

This that rap god shit, nigga
I rip every one of these mothafuckas down, ayy
Rah, rah, rah
Rah, rah

Closed eyes, see things
Fire up, tweaking
You in my freak dreams
You in my freak dreams
Bad bitch, you dig that
Get stacks, drive cars, whip out
Bitch out, tits out
Oh shit, my dick out
Can she suck it right now?
Fuck, can she fuck right now?
I done asked twice now
Can you bring your price down?
Lil Boosie with the wipe down
A little woozy but I'm nice now
What the fuck right now?
What the fuck right now?
What the, what the fuck right now?
What if we fuck right now?
What if we fucked right in the middle
Of this mothafuckin' dinner table?
What if we fucked at this Vogue party?
Would we be the life of the whole party?
Shut down the whole party
Would everybody start fuckin'?
Would everybody start fuckin'?
Would everybody start fuckin'?
They don't want nothin'
You mothafuckas livin' like half of your level, half of your life
I smack her on her ass if she ghetto, I ain't gon' lie
We be in the bathroom fuckin' like "Baby, don't get too loud!"
I can, I can see it, yeah

Hey, I want it right now
Ball on them niggas, get heated and shot down
You get hit with the pie now
Rolls with killa money nigga get by now
Right now, right now
I'm with niggas that have been to Versailles now
Side now, slide down



Credits
Writer(s): Kanye Omari West, Robert Milton Locke, Malik Yusef El Shabbaz Jones, Alison Elizabeth Goldfrapp, Mike Dean, Cydel Charles Young, Noah D. Goldstein, Ross Matthew Birchard, William Timothy Norfolk, Jerome Christophe Potter, Samuel Zadoc Griesemer, Sidney Royel Selby Iii, Trevor Michael Gureckis, Will Gregory, Caroline Adelaide Shaw
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