I'm 'bout my brand and you talkin' 'bout your brands The difference is a lot of MMMMMMMMMMs to your hundred grand Money! Shout out to Lil Wayne for signing a lil chick from New City
Young ma, it's the Jay I'm a brand accordin' to what say Yeah my tours be out on presale day Plus I got the title stream, press replay Testified for my nigga to the face One time for this super old PA I'm schoolin' bitches like GA State And still ball, call me T.D. Jakes Bars for years, niggas I did a bid I'm draggin' these hoes like did the kid Shut the club down, it was poppin' we slid I call my liquor, I ain't talkin' 'bout a swig But if you thirsty, I own a Shout out to Fox Brown, I don't Pam Grier I got a that say "Lames can't hang here" Bats eyelashes, stare He be like, "You came?," I be like, "You came?" He say my ride smoother than a Muslanne Every they count me out I be like, "You sane?" I come back like Jordan in his flu game Every time I it, it be all net I give him ostrich, that mean all Anything he need, I got on And go to sleep playin' his ballsack
Hahahah... Aaaaah! Rrrrrr... They wanna my recipe They know I ball like the niggas at the Strung out on the so I call her Crystal Methanine Shorty tryna me brain like telepathy Ayo Sinceré, get Chanel Got a lookin' like Chanel ads out in dem Beverly Hill pads I gave bitches but they still mad Si, está If my bitch don't you, yo tampoco Me Dorothy and you Now put marshmallows in my cocoa *Sips* Mmm.. good... Hahah... Yo, don't talk about Nicki in the past-tense I fly pass that ass in a fast Bent' Fuck outta here you bitch You know I'm pretty, and I'm witty, and I'm dumb You throw shade, but I sun And now you what I'ma say, you my son, bitch
Yikes, yikes, yikes, yikes... me rollin', Juice.. Hold on, on, keep me rollin' Juiiiiice.. Like I make all these bitches want a fat ass at some point Like I ain't make these bitches pink hair at some point! Hahahahah! Rrrrr! Oh my God! Wait, God is Lemme, testify, God is good Shoutout to my fans, I y'all so much too I miss so much too Ooouuu! Ooouuu! Uh! Like I ain't make a lot of start spitting metaphors and all of that Mm, back...
Uh, uh, uh, uh ,uh Turn it up, it up in my ear, Juice Mm, okay, uh, hahahaha, uh is only for my bad bitches, okay
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Uh, uh, uh I fly like paper, I get like planes If you me at the border I got visas in my name I got visas in my name, I got visas in my If you catch me at the border I got visas in my is my reign, que-queen is my name You, dutty gyal, nuh dare in my Watch unu mouth, what unu say is my game, so watch how unu play M.I.A., M.I.A., I bitches go M.I.A M.I.A., M.I.A., I bitches go M.I.A M.I.A., M-M-M-M.I.A., I-I-I make go M.I.A M.I.A., M.I.A., I make go M.I.A
Ting-a-ling a ling, it swing DJ head stuck up when dem boom riddim a ling, schoolbell it ring Knife and fork ah fi dumplin Ting-a-ling a ling, it swing DJ stuck up when dem hear boom riddim a ling, schoolbell it ring Knife and ah fight fi dumplin
I'm talkin' 'bout my and you talkin' 'bout your brands The difference is a lot of MMMMMMMMMMs to your couple grand Mm, c'mon!