Saga
Gee wiz
What it look like in the biz?
What it look like for the kids?
How nice, got a dirt bike
Better talk right but I won't do shit
You better act nice or this will be it
The weather look nice but the house too big
And the water's just right but there's too many fish
And I am allergic to the dish
So go ahead and give it to your bish
Work and work and cash the check and catch a couple Z's
Tell the wife to tell the kids that she better not get to 3
Oh you got money? Nice
Now you got to save it
If it ain't the government the kids gone take it
Better go to college or you just ain't gonna make it
Give it to me, give it to me, give it to me, thank you
Riggity Raggity
Give it to me not too sweet like a strawberry daiquiri
Damn I'm so happidy
Hippidy Hoppidy faggot
These rappers
These rappers
These rappers
These rappers are lying
You rented the whip
And your bitches are ugly
You don't hit a lick
And you don't have a burner
You live with your moms
And your ass Timmy Turner
Cuz you Fairly Odd
And you don't have a job
And you making no guala
That Gucci is fake
And you not wearing Prada
No Dolce Gabbana
You say you got drip
And you hot like a sauna
But you barely got enough
Just to buy maryjuana
And you say you want the smoke
And you saying that you gonna
But the time comes and we all know that you pause like a comma
Pause like a comma
Bitch I'm on the come up so I'm flowing like lava
Better call your mother and your brother and your papa
Just to tell them who's next 'cuz
I'm a saga
What it look like in the biz?
What it look like for the kids?
How nice, got a dirt bike
Better talk right but I won't do shit
You better act nice or this will be it
The weather look nice but the house too big
And the water's just right but there's too many fish
And I am allergic to the dish
So go ahead and give it to your bish
Work and work and cash the check and catch a couple Z's
Tell the wife to tell the kids that she better not get to 3
Oh you got money? Nice
Now you got to save it
If it ain't the government the kids gone take it
Better go to college or you just ain't gonna make it
Give it to me, give it to me, give it to me, thank you
Riggity Raggity
Give it to me not too sweet like a strawberry daiquiri
Damn I'm so happidy
Hippidy Hoppidy faggot
These rappers
These rappers
These rappers
These rappers are lying
You rented the whip
And your bitches are ugly
You don't hit a lick
And you don't have a burner
You live with your moms
And your ass Timmy Turner
Cuz you Fairly Odd
And you don't have a job
And you making no guala
That Gucci is fake
And you not wearing Prada
No Dolce Gabbana
You say you got drip
And you hot like a sauna
But you barely got enough
Just to buy maryjuana
And you say you want the smoke
And you saying that you gonna
But the time comes and we all know that you pause like a comma
Pause like a comma
Bitch I'm on the come up so I'm flowing like lava
Better call your mother and your brother and your papa
Just to tell them who's next 'cuz
I'm a saga
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Writer(s): Luke Lorraine
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