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" Bitches "
I don't need no niggas in my section
All bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches, ah
I don't need no niggas in my section
All bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches, ah (Hahaha, look)
Higher than the moon, nigga, what up?
I hear 'em wolfin', a nigga need to shut up
While I'm in the pussy, face down and the butt up
You ain't shit to her and me, I'm just a fuck up
Fuck a hand shake, nigga, we ain't brothers
On that West side where they're reppin' for their colors
Talkin' big shit 'cause my dick will make you stutter
All up in your face like it's butter, nutter
Right now, make her scream my name and pipe her right down
Nasty on the dick, bitch, give a nigga a wipe down
Twenty four inches, I'm rollin' on chrome, my niggas are smokin' on that loud
Bitches try to flaunt, huh, I'ma blow their back out
I ain't thinkin' 'bout a nigga, walk past you
Bitch stole my blunt and said she like my tattoos
I'm that dude, I slang wood, that bamboo
But when she drop it on that dick, she a damn fool
I don't need no niggas in my section
All bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches, ah
I don't need no niggas in my section
All bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches, ah
All these bitches, I don't wanna see no niggas
All these bitches, I don't wanna see no niggas
Really, really though, all these bitches, I don't want no niggas
'Cause the real niggas posted up already with us (Huh, yeah)
It's a habit, in the club, bottle magic
Fuckin' with these ratchets, no purses, they got baskets
It's a hand out, these bitches high fienin', guess they're addicts
And I ask them, "Are you in like Patrick?"
Playin' with the pussy like it's Madden, fire like a dragon
The one say she like me, then they're all bandwagon
Cheer-leadin' ass hoes, but they're pretty like a pageant
She said she'd let me cut, I got to stab it, for real though
I don't need no niggas in my section
All bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches, ah
I don't need no niggas in my section
All bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches, ah
All these bitches, I don't wanna see no niggas
All these bitches, I don't wanna see no niggas
Really, really though, all these bitches, I don't want no niggas
'Cause the real niggas posted up already with us
Ha! Audemars, big bitch, big tipper
Supper club, 20,000 for the liquor
See the bitch I'm with, prolly never get her
No comp' bottles, they're for broke niggas
Been the corner posted up with the dome giver
Money flowin' like wet pussy, that's a long river
So you got your bitch on lock, I slim-jim her
It's that time of the month, Fucktember
All my niggas got a bottle with a blunt lit up
'Fore you cup up, throw your set up
Hop in this bitch 'til the club lights lit up
Leave with her, big spender, a bitch shut up (Ha!)
T-Killa Illuminati all through your body
She blow me like a twelve gauge, shawty, you feel me
Pull up in the 'rari, the fucking life of the party
I'm gettin' hoes regardless, before this rap shit, I'm honest
I don't need no niggas in my section (Ha)
All bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches, ah (Yeah)
I don't need no niggas in my section
All bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches, ah
All these bitches, I don't wanna see no niggas
All these bitches, I don't wanna see no niggas
Really, really though, all these bitches, I don't want no niggas
'Cause the real niggas posted up already with us
" I Wanna Be "
Look (Ooh)
I know we've been friends for a while now (Hey, hey)
But, I just feel like I can confess to you (Na-na-na-na-na, yeah)
It's gon' be hard but (Oh)
Alright, here it goes
Imagine that the pillow that you cried on was my chest
And the tissue that you wiped your face with was my hand
Girl, imagine if you needed advice about some other guy
I'm the one that comes to mind
Not tryna hear you tell nobody that I'm just a friend
Just tryna make sure I'm that body that you call your man
And any time you need a shoulder
It's yours, night or day, but what I'm tryna say is
I wanna be the last number you call late at night (Said I wanna be)
First one that you dial when you open your eyes
Wanna be the one you run to
Wanna be the one that ain't gon' hurt you
I wanna be, yeah, wanna be, yeah
Be the man making your girls jealous (Girl, I wanna be)
Be the guy shutting down all the fellas (Oh)
Whatever you need, girl, it's all on me
Your soldier, your friend or your lover (Oh), girl, I wanna be
Would it be cool, would you mind if I called you my boo?
What if the next whip you was pushing was the one I bought for you?
Can I be the one that meets your pops and take your mama shopping?
Be the only one they like
Wait, have you thought about it
Wait, really thought about it?
Maybe you should take some time
Call your girls and talk about it, yeah
'Cause I done already made up my mind (My mind)
Don't need no more time to know if I wanna be with you
I wanna be the last number you call late at night (Yeah, I wanna be, yeah)
First one that you dial when you open your eyes (Oh)
Wanna be the one you run to (Wanna be that)
Wanna be the one that ain't gon' hurt you (Wanna be that)
I wanna be, yeah, wanna be, yeah
Be the man making your girls jealous (I wanna)
Be the guy shutting down all the fellas (All the fellas, yeah)
Whatever you need (Whatever you need), girl, it's all on me
Your soldier, your friend or your lover (Hey), girl, I wanna be
Put me on your screen saver, all over your MySpace
And make me one of your top favorites, that's where I wanna be
The one you crying for, stand up for and fighting for
Wanna be your good, bad, love, hate, girl
Cross my heart, hope to die, on everything that's good
I'ma do you right, show you right, get this understood
Cross my heart, hope to die, on everything that's good
I'ma do you right, show you right, get this understood
I wanna be the last number you call late at night (Oh, oh)
First one that you dial when you open your eyes (When you open your eyes)
Wanna be the one you run to
Wanna be the one that ain't gon' hurt you (Oh)
I wanna be, yeah (I wanna be yours), wanna be, yeah
Be the man making your girls jealous (Jealous, yeah)
Be the guy shutting down all the fellas (Fellas)
Whatever you need (Oh), girl, it's all on me
Your soldier, your friend or your lover, girl, I wanna be
Oh, I wanna be yours
Girl, I wanna be yours
I wanna be yours
Be yours
I wanna be, be yours
I wanna be, be yours
" Graffiti "
I see you writin' on my wall, why you wanna do that? (Do that)
My name's tagged you already see that (See that)
The media wanna paint it all black and they do it right in my face
See I can't sit back and let it all wash away (Wash away)
I worked too hard for it to be erased
Before you talk, I'ma finish what I gotta say
'Cause I already put in time with all of my grindin'
All of my grindin', you know I grind
Through all of this struggle, all of this struggle
Even through the pain, I still had to hustle
Man, I had to feed my family
And at the same time keep my sanity, oh, no
Man, I can't let you do it
Graffiti you're tryna spray (Spray, oh), spray on me (Me, oh)
Graffiti you're tryna spray (Spray, oh), on my name (Oh-oh-oh)
Graffiti you're tryna spray (Spray, oh), spray on me (Me, oh)
All the graffiti you're tryna spray (Spray, oh), on my name (Oh-oh-oh)
But it's already written on the wall
You can't cover it up, you can't cover it up (Whoa)
But it's already written on the wall
You can't cover it up, you can't cover it up (Yeah, yeah)
Who got award shows rockin' every time I hit the stage? (Time I hit the stage)
Even the haters went and bought a CD (CD)
Without my fans, I'm an empty spray can, and I just can't paint a thing
Seems like the less I had the money (Money), the less I had the problems (Problems)
The more I got the money (Money), the more I got the problems, ayo
Let me clear my throat, gotta make sure you hear me go
'Cause I already put in time (Oh) with all of my grindin' (Oh)
All of my grindin' (Oh), you know I grind (Oh)
Through all of this struggle, all of this struggle (Hey)
Even through the pain, I still had to hustle
Man, I had to feed my family ('Ly)
And at the same time keep my sanity, oh, no
Man, I can't let you do it
Graffiti you're tryna spray (Spray, oh), spray on me (Me, oh)
Graffiti you're tryna spray (Yeah, spray, oh), on my name (On my name, on my name, on my name, oh-oh-oh)
Graffiti you're tryna spray (Spray, oh), spray on me (You're tryna do it, oh)
All the graffiti you're tryna spray (Spray, na, na, na, oh), on my name (Yeah, oh-oh-oh)
'Cause it's already written on the wall
You can't cover it up, you can't cover it up (Whoa)
'Cause it's already written on the wall
You can't cover it up, you can't cover it up (Baby)
It's already done, ain't gotta paint no more
With all this pain that I've endured
I know I was wrong for what I did (Oh)
And I made some mistakes 'cause I'm human (Oh)
I ain't gon' feed into the negative
I'ma keep grinding, oh, yeah (Oh-oh-oh)
But this graffiti, oh, oh, oh
'Cause I already put in time with all of my grindin'
All of my grindin', you know I grind
Through all of this struggle, all of this struggle
Even through the pain, I still had to hustle
Man, I had to feed my family
And at the same time keep my sanity, oh, no
Man, I can't let you do it
Graffiti you're tryna spray (Spray, oh), spray on me (Me, oh)
Graffiti you're tryna spray (spray, oh), on my name (Oh-oh-oh)
Graffiti you're tryna spray (Spray, oh), spray on me (Oh)
All the graffiti you're tryna spray (Spray, oh), on my name (Oh-oh-oh)
You can't cover it up, you can't cover it up
You can't cover it up, you can't cover it up
" Whippin' "
Whipping up some work
Phone going off, trap going berserk
Hit the road cause a nigga need to earn
Big back, she make it whine and twerk
Hit it from the back, then I skrt skrt
Young boys fucking up, they don't learn
Section on my T-shirt
Big racks stuffed in my D squares
I pull up in the Wraith, hit the plug on the way
100k on the face, keeping Ms in the bank
AK by the waist, no I do not play
Get familiar with the money, déjà vu every day
She know I give and I go, she know I pick and I roll
I'mma drive her to the hole
I done came out the water, with the shits like I'm Flippa
Never, ever, ever caught up, OHB with the niggas, oh
Pardon, pardon me, I'm just lit, turning up
Off that Hennessy, we just stay, turn me up
You know I got some bottles back at my place
I got it if you need it, yeah
Whippin' (like a boss), winnin', winnin'
Strippin' (take it off), drippin', drippin' (ooh, yeah)
Whippin', whippin' (yeah), whippin', whippin' (oh)
Whippin', whippin' (oh, yeah), whippin', whippin'
(You know, you know) I'm whippin', whippin'
You know, you know, you know, you know
You know, you know
Strippin', kissin'
I give that pussy a whippin'
You know (Like a boss)
London bwoy, London sound, eeh?
Everything lit inna London Town, eeh?
Peng gyal wan' come London Town, come round
Gyal in abundance, gyal from round, eeh?
Ayo Breezy, this one nuh easy, easy
Gyal wan' kiss up, and hug up, and squeeze me
Everything easy, believe we, uh
Gyal up on the I-watch, gyal up on the TV, ah
Hit the road like a don, yeah, I rep where I'm from
Badboys inna London, get the Ps, then we gone
In the trap, I work wonders, get around, I do compass
Peng gyal up in the covers, get the bands in abundance
Man's just turning up, getting lit, we burning up
More life, that's a lifestyle, hot gyally wanna cool with us
Sideman? They ain't cool with us, bitch boys always make a fuss
Trap boys, we got all the stuff, for the gang, let it buss
Pardon, pardon me, I'm just lit, turning up
Off that Hennessy, we just stay, turn me up
You know I got some bottles back at my place
I got it if you need it, yeah
Whippin' (like a boss), winnin', winnin'
Strippin' (take it off), drippin', drippin' (ooh, yeah)
Whippin', whippin' (yeah), whippin', whippin' (oh)
Whippin', whippin' (oh, yeah), whippin', whippin'
(You know, you know) I'm whippin', whippin'
You know, you know, you know, you know
You know, you know
Strippin', kissin'
I give that pussy a whippin'
You know (Like a boss)
I told that bitch to kiss it, that shit landed, now she miss it
I put your ho in the mission, she put the pis' on her titties
I got the coupe with exhaust, your bitch want the molly, it costs
She wanna fuck with a boss, she told a nigga get lost
Smoking on gas in the old one, wrist's cold, Minnesota
My girl bite like a cobra, love when she bend it over
Had to buy a new Rover, fucking in a Rolls Royce
Girl, you know your pussy moist, what you need is your choice
Drive the car like a race, whip it, whip it
Gear six in the rain, skiddin', skiddin'
Big back, titties, dig that, yeah, she pretty
Trap phone still ringing, on the back road doing digits
London in my blood, getting bundles from the plug
Run, run, run it up, in a bando full of buds
Section, Breezy, got the whole world going nuts
Take it easy, we're going right up to the top
Pardon, pardon me, I'm just lit, turning up (turn up)
Off that Hennessy, we just stay, turn me up (high voltage)
You know I got some bottles back at my place (yeah)
I got it if you need it, yeah (Ow! Uh)
Whippin' (like a boss), winnin', winnin'
Strippin' (take it off), drippin', drippin' (ooh, yeah)
Whippin', whippin' (yeah), whippin', whippin' (oh)
Whippin', whippin' (oh, yeah), whippin', whippin'
Wouldn't ever pretend you could see these skengs
Free range, no aiming the lens
Waste boys mainly lean on feds
We team, no cream, shook ones and they've been on edge
CDs from around, big Ps, making pounds
I tour with gang them in your town, shut it down, shut it down
I link the crowd and they go nuts, in the ends, big Benz doing doughnuts
I seen and feel it coming closer, bro's still in kitchens whippin' yola
Ring ring for the best, cure a gyal cause she dead
Turn dead to peng, kitchen whippin' with friends
Whip skid and then beng, done your gyal cause she peng
Brung her back to the ends, gas her up like the Benz
Pardon, pardon me, I'm just lit, turning up
Off that Hennessy, we just stay, turn me up
You know I got some bottles back at my place
I got it if you need it, yeah
Whippin' (like a boss), winnin', winnin'
Strippin' (take it off), drippin', drippin' (ooh, yeah)
Whippin', whippin' (yeah), whippin', whippin' (oh)
Whippin', whippin' (oh, yeah), whippin', whippin'
(You know, you know) I'm whippin', whippin'
You know, you know, you know, you know
You know, you know
Strippin', kissin'
I give that pussy a whippin'
You know (Like a boss)
In the Dawn, that's a wraith with the top off
Bad gyal, slow whine, with the top off
You lot so fun, never pop off
My Section Boyz, you know everything lock arff
Mad Max with the bad bitches
Hit the plug, he pull up with the packages
I be feeling like a narcissist
Flames coming out the chopper, like an arsonist
All around the world, everybody got a bando
Swear down, fam, everywhere I can go
You do it for the fame, nigga?
(Bitch ass nigga!)
I do it for the fam though, get me?
South of France, St Tropez
Back in Cannes, brought the white girl with me
DMT, THC
Mushroom T, whatever you need (party peo-), hit me
I'm just here turning up
Ooh, you know I got some bottles back at my place
Ooh
Whippin' (like a boss), winnin', winnin'
Strippin' (take it off), drippin', drippin' (ooh, yeah)
Whippin', whippin' (yeah), whippin', whippin' (oh)
Whippin', whippin' (oh, yeah), whippin', whippin'
(You know, you know) I'm whippin', whippin'
You know, you know, you know, you know
You know, you know
Strippin', kissin'
I give that pussy a whippin'
You know (Like a boss)
" What U Doin "
Drama!
What you doin'? Huh, bullshittin' (DJ Babey Drew)
Nigga, why you mad? (Uh) You know we bullshittin' (Uh)
I like my cars how I like my broads, top missin' (Uh)
Made full of liquor and faces full of DNA (Yup)
And me and Sean came to party, so it's TNA
Hold up CB
Now Chris came to me and said, "Drama, let's do In My Zone 2"
I said, "The heck, man? Work the album though, what you doin'?"
He said, "All this, we just bullshittin', man"
You know why?
We in our zone, baby
Shout out to Big Sean
What you doin'? Huh, bullshittin'
Uh-oh
Nigga, why you mad? (Uh) You know we bullshittin' (Uh)
I like my cars how I like my broads, top missin' (Uh)
Made full of liquor and faces full of DNA (Yup)
And me and Sean came to party, so it's TNA
I go to war for that money, I'm a Green Beret (Uh)
I got that cash flow, nigga, I just need to save (Uh)
Call me birdman, flock full of chickens (Ha)
What you doin'? Huh, I'm bullshittin'
You get paid, no, never mind (No)
'Cause by the time you see me
Been seein' your girl like hella times (Yup)
And she might say your name but she yellin' mine
You a sucker, you a lame, I'm a veteran, ha
I do my thing, dirty dirty
I'ma be the reason why they actin' flirty
1:30, kinda early
They callin' me Tiger 'cause I'm gettin' birdies
And I'm a birdman, whole flock of chickens
Nigga, what you doin'? Huh, bullshittin'
Nigga, hold up, the track done blowed up
My flow sick as shit, I think I throwed up
What up my nigga, Sean? We rockin' all these ladies
And we responsible for after the show, all these babies
You know it's G.O.O.D. music, CBE I do do it
Poo poo on that track and I be shittin' on them, vomit fluid
Call a coroner, nigga, good riddance
What you doin'? Bull—