Omg
Oh my god Oh my god, that's what my son say
Oh my god oh my god, hes really on a runway
Hes like a supermodel, everybody tell me
You to young to be his mama, child please
Don't flatta me Miss, I really don't need it
Just flatter me, when you double park seated
At my show spreading love spending doe, thats was up
No middle finger, I truly give a fuck
Especially bout my fans, I just need to know their plans
I deserve the right, to know my enemies and friends
Gotta keep em close keep em close, til you can't stand it
That way when they hit you, they can't ram shit
Tap my bumper baby, that's whats it there for
If I let you throw the ball, you bet not tryna score
Not on my time, my field hell naw
This aint Frazier high school, but you can call me
Chris McCall, Im running through and taking over
I almost passed the test, but they said I wasn't sober
You know how we do, shake it get it down blend it up
If we have to, I got the job but I still got fired
Then I found myself, look now Im rehired
If you like what you hear, shake ya head like yeah
If you don't like it just, sit there and stare
I know you cant, stare at the album cover paint
Without looking stank, this aint a prank Im going in sank
You better here my shit for free, before it out of your rank
If yo boat is under water, you can meet me at the bank
Homie lover hater, I will never let you sank
Damn you looking parch, hurry up and drank
Stop acting dead, I just saw you blank
Friday night all black, fuck Barbie pink
Wash my dishes after eating, I don't put em in the sank
No evidence, youll never catch me
Im so black Im so free, if you look me in my eye
Ill make you bend yo knee, Im the queen VIP
Most call me bitch, but you can call me chief
I'll let you beg if you say please, hahaha freeze
Get on yo knees, Imma under cover hoe
Let me count yo chesse, Got two kids now that
Makes three come on, tell the truth can you
Really afford me, I know you cant its okay no one can
Change my name to 50 cent, cuz Im the man
Have a baby by me cuz, ima billionaire every thing
I own Im down to share, like me on facebook
How I get my glitter this aint a joke and, Im tryna stroke and
Give me one chance, you wont even feel me poken
Oh my god oh my god, hes really on a runway
Hes like a supermodel, everybody tell me
You to young to be his mama, child please
Don't flatta me Miss, I really don't need it
Just flatter me, when you double park seated
At my show spreading love spending doe, thats was up
No middle finger, I truly give a fuck
Especially bout my fans, I just need to know their plans
I deserve the right, to know my enemies and friends
Gotta keep em close keep em close, til you can't stand it
That way when they hit you, they can't ram shit
Tap my bumper baby, that's whats it there for
If I let you throw the ball, you bet not tryna score
Not on my time, my field hell naw
This aint Frazier high school, but you can call me
Chris McCall, Im running through and taking over
I almost passed the test, but they said I wasn't sober
You know how we do, shake it get it down blend it up
If we have to, I got the job but I still got fired
Then I found myself, look now Im rehired
If you like what you hear, shake ya head like yeah
If you don't like it just, sit there and stare
I know you cant, stare at the album cover paint
Without looking stank, this aint a prank Im going in sank
You better here my shit for free, before it out of your rank
If yo boat is under water, you can meet me at the bank
Homie lover hater, I will never let you sank
Damn you looking parch, hurry up and drank
Stop acting dead, I just saw you blank
Friday night all black, fuck Barbie pink
Wash my dishes after eating, I don't put em in the sank
No evidence, youll never catch me
Im so black Im so free, if you look me in my eye
Ill make you bend yo knee, Im the queen VIP
Most call me bitch, but you can call me chief
I'll let you beg if you say please, hahaha freeze
Get on yo knees, Imma under cover hoe
Let me count yo chesse, Got two kids now that
Makes three come on, tell the truth can you
Really afford me, I know you cant its okay no one can
Change my name to 50 cent, cuz Im the man
Have a baby by me cuz, ima billionaire every thing
I own Im down to share, like me on facebook
How I get my glitter this aint a joke and, Im tryna stroke and
Give me one chance, you wont even feel me poken
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Writer(s): Golden The Goddess
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