This rap is very efficient for me and also the jazz feeling on the music is just a killer. Put this song on and just take a walk on the seaside. Don’t forget to do moonwalk every ten steps and the sun will shine happier.
Uh, stay the hell away from my car!
I’m gonna need those props, I done came this far
I’m ’bout to get busy, shit’s ’bout to get sick
You don’t have to support
You can suck my dick, that’s a banana split
Shit’s getting out of hand
I can tell you to scram but you make a good fan
How am I gonna be the one to tell you I’m breaking up the band?
Oh you need my help? Don’t hold your breath
This ain’t about hate, I know what you meant
It’s all business, look, I sold your percent
It’s not about me trying to break your heart, not about me trying to hurt it
It’s about me making sure the only people that’s left around me are the people that deserve it
How better to word it?
And I kept my number the same for years, my nigga
Now I’m ’bout to be ghost, I really hope you don’t catch no feelings
Hey watch out, watch out (be cool now), don’t do nothing you’ll regret
Don’t do nothing, oh forget it
Do what the hell you want, I can care less, I don’t give a shit
Boy, I got so much to do, feel like I got so much to prove
I don’t need no drama, dummies, or new friends, all I need is me and my crew
What you gon do?
Gon bitch the rest of your life? What you gon piss away this night?
All these hot chicks waiting in line?
Nigga, drop the act, learn how to act
We gon drop a stack, we gon make it back
We go make her mad, we gon make her laugh
She loves me but she hates that
That Maybach is nonexistent, car service you might miss it
I might send it, you like bitching, I might skip it, I might risk it
I might, I might, just don’t stand in my light
If we talk shit all night, just chalk it up to the hype
We ain’t no cornballs, we dance
Baby, don’t make no other plans
I might just throw your ass in the pool
You might wanna bring another pair of pants
Just trying to get you to dance, girl
Rolling with some bitches that love rappers and don’t fuck
No slut you won’t touch, don’t post up, you get fucked up
What’s up? I heard that ho you with got crabs
Which means: you with your crab attitude match
I seen the worst of motherfuckers, thirsty motherfuckers
You make it easy for the entire world to love us
All you do is hurt each other
Tell ’em Shirt motherfuckerrrr