I wanna be, I service you with a smirk, I don't wanna be, you the way like a fly! I don't wanna be, you be bad, but I'm worse, So worse! I don't wanna be, they call me Nice! I don't wanna be, I'm fresh,
I'm stayin to death, mother fucker, check the kicks! 101, homes, what the lesson is. Man really ugly and she is worse, Who wants to to leave? Me first! Smelling like a platypus like a hippo, See the girls scream as soon as I out the limo. Just we share the same mic don't mean you nice either, any shirt can be a wife beater. There go flexin on 'em again. a couple gorgeous women and I holler 'em in. Take 'em to the dollar store or bar the friends, She'll be again, you can call it a win! All I do is do it, in my Buick, Prof get the ... like, oh do it! I grab a of bars, I'm living with a fist full, are together now, blow the whistle.
[Mr. Gene It's official, been made aware of the ratio, Now all I care is (gears?) and fellatio. The soul of a man's career on Casio, Control your drones and fly you off the patio, Everybody wants off the microphone, So they can just...and drop a on some chrome. But I'm the classiest or the trashiest, I'm exists on the streets of Minneapolis. And I'm the for world class lyricism, Be glad that your is blast in this in her system! She that rock hard rhythm presentation, Fallen rap stars to crash in her basement. This year the dated six point five, Head shots we're making this joint live And affect again my man. Now show some respect and a gentleman's hand.
[Felipe Ah, I'm a breath of fresh air, mother fucker with that long ass hair. I didn't to be tasteless, Just thought I a second to explain my greatness. I'm an example of how to step your up, Aim up, I'm out huntin' you lame ducks. Ride through my hood entertaining sister, Bass old school (solberry kickers?) I'm trying to tell it a T.I. Is, I you catch a (know?), what you know about this? I'm so bad, like a single parent mommy her hair all did, But her kids is sloppy! You can't stop me, the brakes on this Chevy, Moving fast, try to catch the ... It's getting' heavy, hit the gym to take my up, It's bigger than your homeboy, so throw your state up.
Came up the way and put my name up, Now why would anybody wanna hate Straight up, your fake pump snake blood! Fuck you and the space you up! My eyes are red cause my in death I put my feet up on the table where they the bread! Boast and brag my toe gets tagged, Old men swagger a grocery bag! I go one for the road, two for the encore, Couple more make you like you're holding down floor! You ain't a whore, cause make money, You're just a bum with DNA on your tummy. Ask peers 'bout Atmosphere, Went to the and got a souvenir rap career! Now I walk into the place with the of a John Deer, And then you're got weird!
I don't wanna be, I service you a smirk, I wanna be, show you the way like a fly! I don't wanna be, you be bad, but I'm worse, So worse! I don't be, they call me Minnesota Nice!