Motherless Child (Thoughts of a Dead Slave)
What you thought
Ion know
What you thought
For real these bitches gotta be confused
Ha ha ha.
What you thought
Wha wha wha what you thought
Yeah
Fleeked up when I step out
I stay fly so I stand out
Inches on just to get a lift
My body compliments my fit
I know they mad that's why they hating on me
No competeition they ain't got nothing on me
Ya nigga looking but he ain't my type
I'm bout to take another flight
I kill the scene when I step out
Hair fleeked up so I stand out
You can keep all the slick dissin
No competition
Watch how I show out
Bad bitches always wit me
Cute wit a ass like Nicki
Don't send for me
Come get me
All that drama
Hoe you can miss me uh...
What you thought
That I wasn't gone kill it
Watch me rock the beat
Make the whole world feel me
I can only be me
But I'm not ya ordinary
I'm gone be here for a minute
But don't call me temporary uh
*repeat twice
What you thought uh huh
What thought
What you thought
Wha wha wha what you thought
Thought I was done
Stop tripping
Always going off at the mouth
Stop lipping
I'm Fly as hell
No clientele
These broke bitches too risky
I told em once ima kill it
I told em once Ima kill it
Hataz all on me but I ain't got no feelings
And here go another one
Now you hoes looking silly
You thought it was just a game
Hope ya eyes bullet proof
Cause when you see me shots fired
Bad bitch coming through
Now what you thought uh
*repeat twice
Ion know
What you thought
For real these bitches gotta be confused
Ha ha ha.
What you thought
Wha wha wha what you thought
Yeah
Fleeked up when I step out
I stay fly so I stand out
Inches on just to get a lift
My body compliments my fit
I know they mad that's why they hating on me
No competeition they ain't got nothing on me
Ya nigga looking but he ain't my type
I'm bout to take another flight
I kill the scene when I step out
Hair fleeked up so I stand out
You can keep all the slick dissin
No competition
Watch how I show out
Bad bitches always wit me
Cute wit a ass like Nicki
Don't send for me
Come get me
All that drama
Hoe you can miss me uh...
What you thought
That I wasn't gone kill it
Watch me rock the beat
Make the whole world feel me
I can only be me
But I'm not ya ordinary
I'm gone be here for a minute
But don't call me temporary uh
*repeat twice
What you thought uh huh
What thought
What you thought
Wha wha wha what you thought
Thought I was done
Stop tripping
Always going off at the mouth
Stop lipping
I'm Fly as hell
No clientele
These broke bitches too risky
I told em once ima kill it
I told em once Ima kill it
Hataz all on me but I ain't got no feelings
And here go another one
Now you hoes looking silly
You thought it was just a game
Hope ya eyes bullet proof
Cause when you see me shots fired
Bad bitch coming through
Now what you thought uh
*repeat twice
Credits
Writer(s): Robert F. Diggs, Dennis David Coles, Edward E. Randle, James Shaw
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