Freestyle
Y'all niggas say all the shit I like to hear
But I'm tired of smooth talk all in my ear
I want the love to be like water, make it clear
No time for confusion up in here
Yeah, you cool baby but everybody plays cool
You talk to me with the realest shit like who knew
Boss bitch let's state facts before we forget
Oh my god like we playing hoops on the TV set
Deepest dreams of the wild that's what I represent
Can you handling scars that's not yours in a mind that stays wondering
You can stay for the cause or walk like a dog
I'm a different chick I'm from Mars
Yeah, just let it go as the wind blow up the street
My inner ego compare it to poetry
I'm dope as ever I'm rear like a legend
Mortal combat to any bitch wait a minute fuck a hoe
I be laid back in the six, mind my business stand quick
They say I like bougie niggas I am high maintenance
So that does make sense they be calling on the corner
But I keep it moving I am not with the shits
Like the army I'm strict, hut one, hut two
I am out of this bitch blow the Whistle
Blow the wig off this shit, Panamanian devil
When I get upset do take heed of what's being said
I am sick, achoo, signing off with the biggest bang
Give me the loot, give me the loot, give me the loot
But I'm tired of smooth talk all in my ear
I want the love to be like water, make it clear
No time for confusion up in here
Yeah, you cool baby but everybody plays cool
You talk to me with the realest shit like who knew
Boss bitch let's state facts before we forget
Oh my god like we playing hoops on the TV set
Deepest dreams of the wild that's what I represent
Can you handling scars that's not yours in a mind that stays wondering
You can stay for the cause or walk like a dog
I'm a different chick I'm from Mars
Yeah, just let it go as the wind blow up the street
My inner ego compare it to poetry
I'm dope as ever I'm rear like a legend
Mortal combat to any bitch wait a minute fuck a hoe
I be laid back in the six, mind my business stand quick
They say I like bougie niggas I am high maintenance
So that does make sense they be calling on the corner
But I keep it moving I am not with the shits
Like the army I'm strict, hut one, hut two
I am out of this bitch blow the Whistle
Blow the wig off this shit, Panamanian devil
When I get upset do take heed of what's being said
I am sick, achoo, signing off with the biggest bang
Give me the loot, give me the loot, give me the loot
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Writer(s): Ebony Shine
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