Joe Dumars
Crack a can
Over his head
If shit twisted
Me and all my set
We all on the same mission
White girl
Pop rock
That's Limp Bizkit
Had to shake fast
Like early dismissal
That car ain't yours
That's your homie rental
My Stature
Takes yo girl attention
You can't hold me back
Won't do retention
Keep all your reviews
Up out my mentions
Whole bunch of blues
That will make my crew sadder
Top shelf shit
Little boy
Go get a ladder
She made the right choice
On who she rather
He make the wrong choice
He news with Dan Rathers
Went to Austin
With them powers
Now I wanna shag her
A cute face
Her caboose
Straight obtuse
Eyes red cause we
Smoke on grey matter
Before I hit
Bitch, my dick needs a drool lather
Ran up 20 real quick and blew it faster
Skill set full rookie vet and master
So I'm picking options based on what would make my pockets fatter
At least some days
Can't develop a pattern
Cuz the boys and niggas watching
Trying to put you front page
That's why I'm ducked off
Never know when I set plays
Flip script do then dip
Yeah I know I'm the shit
Tell her back back back up
I'm coming again
Get these rack rack racks up
Share em with my friends
Share em with the kin
Life filled with the sin
Blowing Mary cross the land Terrapin
How I am in this race
Like Spread this doctrine
Spread lips both of those
Like where's my fin
Acrobatic fuck side backwards
Going all in
Doing flips on the dick
Yeah A Russian judge 10
Ghetto bougie asshole
Talk her out them guachos
Fuck on her floor
Just so I can peep the back door
Healthy 30-45 then a nigga out though
Scope out the household
In case I set a trap for her
Gimme the green Come in between
I'll lite you shit
Moving pristine bag celine
Ignite ya bitch
Not from my cream
The other team
Me love my grip
Spend on random things
Hide from government
Bitch
You been average
Loose cannon in the game
I been Maverick
Sick n Tired of the lies
You been cappin
Send em on a date with the fishes
He been napping
Know a nigga fire on the beat
Been snapping
Hustle too hard lil bitch
Been trapping
Served em wit the shot bitch
Like it's boat action
Hit em with the shits
Send em Moon Walking
No Jackson
I don't give a fuck bout this shit
You don't feel me
Errbody wanna know about this the real me
Like 2 shots off the wock you know you feel me
Like 2 shots on the opp, we gon drill heem
Over his head
If shit twisted
Me and all my set
We all on the same mission
White girl
Pop rock
That's Limp Bizkit
Had to shake fast
Like early dismissal
That car ain't yours
That's your homie rental
My Stature
Takes yo girl attention
You can't hold me back
Won't do retention
Keep all your reviews
Up out my mentions
Whole bunch of blues
That will make my crew sadder
Top shelf shit
Little boy
Go get a ladder
She made the right choice
On who she rather
He make the wrong choice
He news with Dan Rathers
Went to Austin
With them powers
Now I wanna shag her
A cute face
Her caboose
Straight obtuse
Eyes red cause we
Smoke on grey matter
Before I hit
Bitch, my dick needs a drool lather
Ran up 20 real quick and blew it faster
Skill set full rookie vet and master
So I'm picking options based on what would make my pockets fatter
At least some days
Can't develop a pattern
Cuz the boys and niggas watching
Trying to put you front page
That's why I'm ducked off
Never know when I set plays
Flip script do then dip
Yeah I know I'm the shit
Tell her back back back up
I'm coming again
Get these rack rack racks up
Share em with my friends
Share em with the kin
Life filled with the sin
Blowing Mary cross the land Terrapin
How I am in this race
Like Spread this doctrine
Spread lips both of those
Like where's my fin
Acrobatic fuck side backwards
Going all in
Doing flips on the dick
Yeah A Russian judge 10
Ghetto bougie asshole
Talk her out them guachos
Fuck on her floor
Just so I can peep the back door
Healthy 30-45 then a nigga out though
Scope out the household
In case I set a trap for her
Gimme the green Come in between
I'll lite you shit
Moving pristine bag celine
Ignite ya bitch
Not from my cream
The other team
Me love my grip
Spend on random things
Hide from government
Bitch
You been average
Loose cannon in the game
I been Maverick
Sick n Tired of the lies
You been cappin
Send em on a date with the fishes
He been napping
Know a nigga fire on the beat
Been snapping
Hustle too hard lil bitch
Been trapping
Served em wit the shot bitch
Like it's boat action
Hit em with the shits
Send em Moon Walking
No Jackson
I don't give a fuck bout this shit
You don't feel me
Errbody wanna know about this the real me
Like 2 shots off the wock you know you feel me
Like 2 shots on the opp, we gon drill heem
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Writer(s): Ivan James V
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