CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Intro
Well, it's early in the mor-, in the mornin'
Baby, when I rise, Lordy mama
Well, it's early every mor--in
The mornin'
R-in a my right side, well-a
Well-a, it's-a, Lordy, Ro-Lordy-Berta
Well, it's Lord, you keep a-talkin' (Baby)
Well, it's Lord, Ro-Lordy-Rosie
Well, it's, oh Lord, Gal, well-a
Uh, uh
Now let me know who be kickin' like Mike Dimes, n***a
I was spittin' bars before I knew I could rhyme, n***a
I was Father, Lord before there was father time, n***a
I was f**kin' broads before I was in my prime, n***a
Been the sh*t since I lеft my daddy's nuts
We pullin' caddies up for any n***a that be actin' tough
I nеver bragged enough, a city boy, I'm always actin' up
I'm takin' all her stuff, the nails, to weed
Designer bags and such, I know I been a klutz
Flow smoother than the slave ships, pay for writin' scripts
I'm like a bible that can move your hips, the land of holy sh*t
I say one thing, it start apocalypse, I like to give her tip
Don't f**k with n***as 'cause they all gon' flip, I never trip
'Cause n***as never really liked me
Point at anybody, bet they all would try to fight me
Prolly 'cause I left him or his b*t*h was getting pipe, B
I'ma say this once, I don't want beef, not even slightly
Leave me alone, why every sentence start with "My G"?
Ballin' like the latest Kobe Bryant of this rap sh*t
N***a, I'm the greatest
Biggest flex to me is gettin' money on you haters
Love to make you n***as suffer, I'm a motherf**kin' sadist
N***as talkin' sh*t but they ain't bringin' it to the table
B*t*h, I'm tryna get this money, f**k a motherf**kin' label
I got children everywhere, I rock you n***as in the cradle
I ain't kiddin' with you n***as, I ain't motherf**kin' playful
Young n***a twenty, I'm tryna hit twenty mill'
And I'm eatin' good, I did had about twenty meals
Big body motor, see no big body wheels
This the H-Town drip, candy paint and golden grills
B*t*h, I got the Tee with a little lemon squeeze
B*t*h, I'm for the streets, I f**k a new b*t*h every week
N***a, disrespect and you'll be drumming up a beat
B*t*h, I'm on the track, that's that and family next to me
Go down, go down
Fly above yonder, and amen
Baby, when I rise, Lordy mama
Well, it's early every mor--in
The mornin'
R-in a my right side, well-a
Well-a, it's-a, Lordy, Ro-Lordy-Berta
Well, it's Lord, you keep a-talkin' (Baby)
Well, it's Lord, Ro-Lordy-Rosie
Well, it's, oh Lord, Gal, well-a
Uh, uh
Now let me know who be kickin' like Mike Dimes, n***a
I was spittin' bars before I knew I could rhyme, n***a
I was Father, Lord before there was father time, n***a
I was f**kin' broads before I was in my prime, n***a
Been the sh*t since I lеft my daddy's nuts
We pullin' caddies up for any n***a that be actin' tough
I nеver bragged enough, a city boy, I'm always actin' up
I'm takin' all her stuff, the nails, to weed
Designer bags and such, I know I been a klutz
Flow smoother than the slave ships, pay for writin' scripts
I'm like a bible that can move your hips, the land of holy sh*t
I say one thing, it start apocalypse, I like to give her tip
Don't f**k with n***as 'cause they all gon' flip, I never trip
'Cause n***as never really liked me
Point at anybody, bet they all would try to fight me
Prolly 'cause I left him or his b*t*h was getting pipe, B
I'ma say this once, I don't want beef, not even slightly
Leave me alone, why every sentence start with "My G"?
Ballin' like the latest Kobe Bryant of this rap sh*t
N***a, I'm the greatest
Biggest flex to me is gettin' money on you haters
Love to make you n***as suffer, I'm a motherf**kin' sadist
N***as talkin' sh*t but they ain't bringin' it to the table
B*t*h, I'm tryna get this money, f**k a motherf**kin' label
I got children everywhere, I rock you n***as in the cradle
I ain't kiddin' with you n***as, I ain't motherf**kin' playful
Young n***a twenty, I'm tryna hit twenty mill'
And I'm eatin' good, I did had about twenty meals
Big body motor, see no big body wheels
This the H-Town drip, candy paint and golden grills
B*t*h, I got the Tee with a little lemon squeeze
B*t*h, I'm for the streets, I f**k a new b*t*h every week
N***a, disrespect and you'll be drumming up a beat
B*t*h, I'm on the track, that's that and family next to me
Go down, go down
Fly above yonder, and amen
