Correction Paroles Bar4Bar par Wade08

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Uh-huh, huh
Ayy
I don't give a f*ck, I'ma let this bitch loose, uh
And it slap, do it?
Yes it do
Check it out, ayy

And I'm that boy that they deploy to make that noise, huh
My frontals hit like broncos, nigga, I might be from Boise, huh
Quit all the talkin' like you the man, you got some hoes, boy
Asked everybody what's your name and they said Jane Doe, boy
'Cause you's a bitch and don't nobody f*ckin' know you, boy
I'm too legit and you can motherf*ckin' quote me, boy
I'm loyal to my soil, nigga, I'm fertile, you futile
Any sucker nigga comin', you know I'ma scrutinize 'em
Through with them guys, they threw to the side, yeah, the wayside
West Side cummin' in your bitch mouth, say ah, ahh
I ain't done, I ain't done, check it out, look-look-look-look, ayy
You a nigga in the lowest lane
That's why whenever I spit, you'll join the route
I'm Clark Kent and you hopeless, man
Yeah, not a notice, man
A weak nigga, you's a number two pencil, he can't work up on his pen game
Nigga, what's your endgame?
You a number two usin' a number two, ayy, doc, don't that feel strange?
Ayy, I'm second to none, boy, the anomaly
The eye of the tiger, Leo rising, check my astrology
I'm born to be that prodigy, lil' baby, and you know that
I don't take photos with no side hoes, it ain't no Kodak moment, bitch
Ayy, hop up in the booth, you know I shot a Canon in that bitch
I'm an icon, I need a Nikon up in this bitch
It's a movie and we got them hoes
Dogwater for the kin and a pound of dro to smoke
She like what I'm slappin', that's ALLBLACK
She said that she single, that's all cap
I say free that bitch, hah, free that bitch, ooh, ooh
Ayy, she from the 6 and she like vodka, that's Canadien Goose
I told a bitch to get a sip of this Belaire and prove
Henny-thing is possible, baby, what that shit do? Ooh
Huh? Huh? Where your G's, nigga?
Ayy, I bet them shits gone like lasagna
Ayy, real nigga, you an imposter
I f*ck that bitch heart with her hurt like Natasha
Ayy, hold on, you know that love shit dead
Gotta get to the bread, man, you know you been toast
Got a loaf in the oven, so my bread been ready
Niggas lookin' for the crumbs, get the dustpan handy, bitch nigga
Ayy, y'all human tramps, you take my folks for a half a cent, that's an equal trade, nigga, ayy
They got half the sense of a mind like me, an alchemist, God, nigga, you ain't, ayy
You ain't from the Bay, nigga, sit down
I'm a black man, I came from the sit-ins
I'm a tailor-made nigga, I don't fit in
What fit me don't suit you, ayy, bein' a real nigga not your look
One look at your bitch, your bitch now took, ayy, ayy
Better separate my name from who you mention me with
They playin' checkers and I'm playin' chess up in this bitch, huh?
Take a pawn life, then pawn a king for a checkmate, nigga, yes, I win now
I'm the, uh, haha

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