Okay

Okay, Out of my way, I ain't got nothin' to say
So, Don't even bother I'm a little bit smarter cause shorty just gave some brain's
Oh yeah, I'm fly like a plane, I just my fly out to Spain
I'm so tired of lames who cry out my name, I'm a spit fire to reign
Oh no, I ain't gotta explain, I'm too hot to contain
Its whatever I say so, I'm the yacht on top of the wave
I don't fuck with no lames, I be runnin' some game
After the show, me and my bros are runnin' the train
On your bitch like the MTA, pass that off like the NBA
Fire the coach, call me LeBron, I ain't gotta ask to let me play
I'm just too nice nice, I say everything twice twice,
We are too lit lit, the work is too light light,
Damn I love life life, God damn I love life life,
I ain't gotta be rich if life is a bitch then I'm fuckin' her right
I'm bussin' tonight, hittin' it hard like she slow with the pitch
Hittin it raw like there's coke on my dick, hittin' it raw like she know that I'm rich

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Okay, I'm switchin' it up, this time around I'm not giving a fuck
If you ain't real don't hittin' me up, I be livin' it up as I sip on my cup
Henny on deck, I could care less on how petty you get
I get plenty of rest and plenty of checks, look at your girl I'm getting her wet
I talk on a track, she archin' her back
Love dumb sex I'm smarter than that
You too soft I'm harder than that
The rest of you haters can pardon my back
So pardon my back, you know how to front
All the racks I know how to stack I know how to stunt

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Credits
Writer(s): Christian Pinto
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