White

She broke my heart
I broke her's back
Bitch I ain't sorry
Pray to Obatala for a white on white Ferrari
What you scared of him for that boy ain't bad he just Mike Lowrey
She say she pregnant that ain't my baby lets go see Maury
Soak game like sponge these bullets cook squid ward calamari
Mister you a crab you'll slime for the all mighty dollar
On the beach with sandy cheeks might nut off in her water
Plankton he want my recipe he sick of starving

The world my canvas she say I'm her favorite artist
How my music harder than his when really I just started
We 224 today tomorrow before departure
I swear I want some more of Nique but this aint the Parkers
Went big up his nose now he a J ain't talking Stevey
Beat up this mic my love for Hip Hop never leaving
She wanna fall in love I had to condition her to leave in
Ma say its natural she on my head but the bitch got weave in
I don't want no love
I'mma demon let me fuck your skull
And now she screaming out she cumming when you leaving
I don't want no love
I seen who the devil really was
And she was laying in my bed saying she need me
I really never should have lied to you it made me feel so ashamed
But I stopped feeling bad about it when I found out you did the same

She broke my heart
I broke her's back
Bitch I ain't sorry
Pray to Obatala for a white on white Ferrari
What you scared of him for that boy ain't bad he just Mike Lowrey
She say she pregnant that ain't my baby lets go see Maury
Soak game like sponge these bullets cook squid ward calamari
Mister you a crab you'll slime for the all mighty dollar
On the beach with sandy cheeks might nut off in her water
Plankton he want my recipe he sick of starving

I can't wait til I'm in back of Bently
Close the curtain
Where you been Mally bitch I been working
I know you wish you could say the same
Got lil pretty college bitches twerking
It's been some years since you hurt me
I really hope your new nigga is a lame
In Atlanta all in traffic wild'n
I ain't even fucking driving
Ironically I'm in my own lane
You looked me straight up in my eyes was lying
Even when you was fucking crying
Sing drake to her it'll never be the same
Can't wait til I'm back of Phantom
Me and Sarah
She suck til she got running mascara
I wipe it off and pass her to the squad
Since you been gone
This house is not a home
Me and 357 don't get along
Because lately I'm just trynna beat the odds
I say little prayer to Tupac soul
Don't trust these hoe
Know Keisha cold
Wont let me fuck I'm just trynna play my cards
I say a small prayer to Biggie soul
Who shot the oppers idk
But when the police catch him I'mma pay his bond on God

She broke my heart
I broke her's back
Bitch I ain't sorry
Pray to Obatala for a white on white Ferrari
What you scared of him for that boy ain't bad he just Mike Lowrey
She say she pregnant that ain't my baby lets go see Maury
Soak game like sponge these bullets cook squid ward calamari
Mister you a crab you'll slime for the all mighty dollar
On the beach with sandy cheeks might nut off in her water
Plankton he want my recipe he sick of starving



Credits
Writer(s): Malcolm Hayes
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