Yes sir! They cant me! Even if they me, ha ha ha, yeah
Im on it, ooh Im on it Im so on it, however you it You can get it hoe and all night hoe I get the beat from, Mistro, a right hoe
I might go crazy on these niggas I dont give a Run up in the nigga house and shoot his up, what! What? I dont give a motherfuck get cha baby And ya baby
It's Tha III bitch, better put ya supper up Hollygrove, I throw it up, like I'm tryna my gut Fuck is up, him up, like a million uppercuts Got a duffled up for the fuck of it
Shit, get on my level, you cant get on my You will need a shuttle or a ladder thats forever Im better if not now, then never Dont you fix ya lips unless you 'bout to suck my dick
Bitch words, taste my thoughts And if its too nasty, spit it at me Two more inches Id've been in casket According to the I could have died in traffic
Bounce right back on bitches like Magic Abracadabra, Im up like I just do this shit for my click like Sandler I control hip hop and I'ma it on my channel
Watch me! Bitch, me! Bitch, me, but they cannot see me Like Hitler its the New Nightmare Money so old its growing hair
Young Money baby, yeah we here Ima make sure we ball till we fall tears And mama cry, ya son can handle his I got her out the and put her in the Hills
Yeah, when I was fourteen I told my mom we see better days And sure enough I got Miss Cita in a better When I was fourteen I told my mom we will see days And sure enough we did exactly I say
I told my girl when you fuck me, better me good 'Cause if another girl could she gon' fuck me No sitting at the table if you bringing to it And I get straight to it it's nothing to it
Yeah, I got game like Stuart Fresh out the ESPN And when Sports Center popping, every thing But you cant me I know what you watching
Me! You me You watch me I be Weezy, see TV C3!
Nigga me and Im me Im me, times So retreat or defeat Im back, 3 Peat! C3!