Stylin
Feel My Joyce yo
When the doors on the rolls and the Royse go
I was king of the ring man these boys know
Seventeen getting dames of my choice yo
I was coy bro
I was poised yo
Way I speak it you could hear it in my voice yo
Try to speed it but I know these little boys slow
Only heed it when I let the little toys blow
I destroy foes
See I was down but I was ready for the challenge
Got up on my feet and put my sneakers on with balance
Heart up on my sleeve I started leading with my valance
Leave these niggas all defeated when I beat em with my talent
I was filling all these holes inside in my palette
Im really learning all these words just like a parrot
Im really bout to hole it down just like a mallet
Now a nigga really screaming we the best just like im Khaled
Im on a cake stroll
On my uptown to the bank roll
Im a stay uptown till my bank swoll
Im bout to really put it down for the pesos
See how the day goes
And when I make doe
I got no time for the dimes or the fake hoes
I keep a nine for the slimes and the A holes
Im reminiscent of the times I would play dough
And now I spray those
I started thinking how to get it on the corner
Standing with the heat im on the scene just like sauna
Out here on the streets You'll always see that I'm a loner
If you plan to play with me it's guaranteed you'll be a goner
Im always with it when I'm kicking it with Donna
She just lick it then repeat it while I'm twisting Marijuana
Watch her lick it then I beat it while my sweat is dripping on her
After sex she feel defeated im caress and kissing on her
Look at me
They said I couldn't climb no it shouldn't be
They said I couldn't shine no it couldn't be
They told me get in line now they shook of me
Plus they booking me
Look at me
They told me I ain't it they said I couldn't be
Niggas told me im some shit they couldn't really see
But now I really got it lit
And im coming with that heat like I'm booker T
I be on my lonesome styling styling styling
You could always catch me low profiling smiling styling
I be on my lonesome styling styling styling
You could always catch me low profiling smiling styling
When the doors on the rolls and the Royse go
I was king of the ring man these boys know
Seventeen getting dames of my choice yo
I was coy bro
I was poised yo
Way I speak it you could hear it in my voice yo
Try to speed it but I know these little boys slow
Only heed it when I let the little toys blow
I destroy foes
See I was down but I was ready for the challenge
Got up on my feet and put my sneakers on with balance
Heart up on my sleeve I started leading with my valance
Leave these niggas all defeated when I beat em with my talent
I was filling all these holes inside in my palette
Im really learning all these words just like a parrot
Im really bout to hole it down just like a mallet
Now a nigga really screaming we the best just like im Khaled
Im on a cake stroll
On my uptown to the bank roll
Im a stay uptown till my bank swoll
Im bout to really put it down for the pesos
See how the day goes
And when I make doe
I got no time for the dimes or the fake hoes
I keep a nine for the slimes and the A holes
Im reminiscent of the times I would play dough
And now I spray those
I started thinking how to get it on the corner
Standing with the heat im on the scene just like sauna
Out here on the streets You'll always see that I'm a loner
If you plan to play with me it's guaranteed you'll be a goner
Im always with it when I'm kicking it with Donna
She just lick it then repeat it while I'm twisting Marijuana
Watch her lick it then I beat it while my sweat is dripping on her
After sex she feel defeated im caress and kissing on her
Look at me
They said I couldn't climb no it shouldn't be
They said I couldn't shine no it couldn't be
They told me get in line now they shook of me
Plus they booking me
Look at me
They told me I ain't it they said I couldn't be
Niggas told me im some shit they couldn't really see
But now I really got it lit
And im coming with that heat like I'm booker T
I be on my lonesome styling styling styling
You could always catch me low profiling smiling styling
I be on my lonesome styling styling styling
You could always catch me low profiling smiling styling
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Writer(s): Basil Osabu
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