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" Bombs Away "
If I want—, if I want—, if I—, if I want—
If I want—, if I—, if I want—, if I—, if I want—
If I want—, me ready for
If I want—, if I want—, if I—, if I want—
If I want—, if I—, if I want—, if I—, if I want—
If I want—, me ready for
I'm a carnivore, natural born killer
So I gotta be on any and everything in front of me (Ah)
In the club 'cause I'm gonna eat tonight (Yeah)
I'm a gorilla, like drums on my chest so I gotta beat
And when I start to do you know what it means
You can't leave, not until you battle me
I know you're out there, somewhere (Somewhere)
I feel you and I smell your fear (Your fear)
Bust a few shots in the air
Come on, yeah, come on
Your body is 'bout to go off (Go off)
I want you to show off (Oh)
You're classified, top secret (Secret)
You're a weapon
So it's bombs away, bombs away (Buck! Buck!)
Calling for you now
So you better take cover (You better)
'Cause I need it and I want ya
I think you calling on me 'cause I'm ready for war (Buck! Buck!)
Ooh girl, I like that
And yeah, you coming with it but I need a little more
'Cause I'm firing right back
It's getting hot and heavy
She looking like she want me to cut her like a machete
And I'ma give it to her but that's only if you let me
I'ma let her touch it, but it's only the beginning, yup
She n-n-n-nasty but I ain't mad at all
And she b-b-b-bad like she running from the law
By the way she dancing on me, that's how I can tell
She a GI Jane in the bed for real
I know you're out there, somewhere
I feel you and I smell your fear (Your fear)
Bust a few shots in the air
Yeah, come on, yeah, come on (Oh)
Your body is 'bout to go off (Go off)
I want you to show off (Show off)
You're classified, top secret (Secret)
You're a weapon
So it's bombs away, bombs away (Buck! Buck!)
Calling for you now
So you better take cover (Yeah, you better)
'Cause I need it and I want ya
I think you calling on me 'cause I'm ready for war (Buck! Buck!)
Ooh girl, I like that
And yeah, you coming with it but I need a little more
'Cause I'm firing right back (Ha ha)
Okay, it's like I travel to another dimension
'Cause shawty got my soldier standin' at attention
I'm like, yeah, it's the battle of the sexes
I wrap her legs 'round my head like a necklace
Uh, it's like it's bombs over Baghdad
And shawty ass fat so I'ma bag that
M-M-Mercy, is what you beggin' for
I'm standin' on the bar screamin'—
So hold your glasses up if you need more
Whole lot of women but I need more
I got that long sword, like the Marine Corps
Now let me take a stab at it, leave your spleen sore
I think I'm King Kong, Godzilla
Go a couple rounds, Thrilla in Manilla
Now show me who iller and I'll show you a mirror
You want that fire, I deliver
Bombs away, bombs away (Buck! Buck!)
Calling for you now
So you better take cover (You better)
'Cause I need it and I want ya
I think you calling on me 'cause I'm ready for war (Buck! Buck!)
Ooh girl, I like that
And yeah, you coming with it but I need a little more
'Cause I'm firing right back (Ha ha)
If I want—, if I want—, if I—, if I want—
If I want—, if I—, if I want—, if I—, if I want—
If I want—, me ready for
If I want—, if I want—, if I—, if I want—
If I want—, if I—, if I want—, if I—, if I want—
If I want—, me ready for
If I want—, if I want—, if I—, if I want—
If I want—, if I—, if I want—, if I—, if I want—
If I want—, me ready for
" Other Side "
The man war war
What you say? What you say?
What you say nigga?
The man war war
If I take a life, how can I apologize?
Either it's you or me takin' that journey to the other side
Them boys some punk, them man get me vex
They ain't bad akh, they just got a bad reflex
About war with war, they can't test with S
That button won't press, the man don't press
Bloodclart, I mix the dope with the bloodclart
A wah da bloodclart, bare jawns in this bloodclart
Look pon me face, my yute
Just can't drop out my zoot, my yute
Gunshot right out the boot, my yute
Look pon my shoe dem my boot, my yute
They don't want war
Brap brap, beat up your car
Gang gang on the M way
Man done shut down anywhere fast
Grass, treezy
I'm in Amsterdam gettin' weedy
Whip the work up with Breezy
Still up in the ends, can't see me
Get it in, get it gone
Trap, break a brick with my back
Trapstar but I rap
Got a alleyway full of cats
They don't want war
Them man, they're all talk
Take man's girl on tour
Why you think that she's airin' your calls?
If I take a life, how can I apologize?
Either it's you or me takin' that journey to the other side
They ain't 'bout it, they ain't tarkin'
Move the food like a market
Bro bro with a rare tat
Brap brap in the rocket
Big strap like a car seat
Young dog, you might bark him
We the boys from the back streets
Tell a boy to move cautious
They don't want war
Tell your mate better be calm
Back it out and they back down
Lift the weight, get a pack gone
Trap yard with a bad jawn
On the strip, fuck a lap dance
Ask bro, everything's calm
Your girl wanna take a chance
See a peng girl, yo wagwan
Gang gang, girl I ain't no stank
Take the packs, laugh like ha
Take the what, and left the war
Skrrt skrrt, jump out doors
Uh uh, you don't want war
Bumbaclart, mix it with the rough
Them girl just wanna do talk
If I take a life, how can I apologize?
Either it's you or me takin' that journey to the other side
Uh, I'm with Double 0, I don't need no pass
No cuffin' hoes, the homies dem pass
She suck it whole but might speak with class
Granny titties, them man they're soft
The savage in me, he better not laugh
Get the package empty, them rented cars
Amnes' comin' in plenty
Book me, I be cookie scented
Cause I do the stage and shut down with squa
I'm not sayin' I'm Esco Bar
But I rap hard and I really let go bars
Foreign jawns in my section yard
I'm not a star, but I did guest on far
I'm spendin' money cause a nigga never had it
In my dreams, turnin' niggas into addicts
Top shotta, got the chopper sittin' right under the mattress
The shot out from the gauge of the rusty, but nigga fuck practice
I don't really talk on the phone when I move them things
See them feds, the location change
AKAs are the major pain
Bitch niggas want all the money and fame
But I'll never tell them 'bout the package
Who am I? Bitch, I'm a savage
All of your bitches fanatics
Make the work, do a back flip, I'm doin' gymnastics
If I take a life, how can I apologize?
Either it's you or me takin' that journey to the other side
Coca Cola, my sponsor
Do the math, do the numbers
All my trap goin' bonkers
Play with me, we gon' stomp ya
We suggestin' a turf war
Want respect, you gotta work for it
Word around that the feds on me
I been sellin' dope at my merch store
Plant the seed, watch the earth grow
Play with me, watch your girl go
Kidnappin' can't fix that
6 bricks, that's a 6 pack
2 piece, that's a Kit-Kat
We take the work, we don't get taxed
HoodBaby, my paper good
In the neighborhood where my Crips at
" Desperado "
Shit is kinda crazy, how you work me, lady
Thought I wouldn't notice, I can see you changin'
When did all this happen? (Oh) All this extra foreplay?
How you gon' try to play me then go and try to kiss my face?
I want you to know that it's over, get your shit right now (Right now)
Go, ho, I guess the good guys always play the fool
I want you to know that I'll be fine if you not my girl
Don't need you anymore, don't love you anymore
'Cause you're a cold desperado
No more lies and me feelin' like something's wrong
You got me, good one, baby
Why'd you break my heart?
Never thought you were this way before, huh, but now I know
But I ain't gonna run away
And little mama, you won't put me out 'cause I bought this house, so leave
If you so fly, be gone
If you the shit, here's some toilet paper
You did me a favor
I want you to know that it's over, get your shit right now (Right now)
Go, ho, I guess the good guys always play the fool
I want you to know that I'll be fine if you not my girl
Don't need you anymore, don't love you anymore
'Cause you're a cold desperado
" Lady In A Glass Dress (Extended Version) "
Hey DJ
Lady in a glass dress, I can see right through you
You act like you don't want this, but you know that you do
Since he broke your heart, girl, you say you'll never love again
And you won't let it stop, girl, but we know in the end
You still dream, dream
You still dream, dream
Baby, I can make your dreams come true
Oh, oh, my lady in the glass dress, oh, oh
I'm telling you I want you but you're saying you don't care
Begging you to stay with me but you're staying right there
I
When will you try?
I swear you're being selfish, girl, you know that this ain't fair
Tell me that you wanna be alone when you go to bed tonight
You close your eyes
Girl, you still dream, dream
You still dream, dream
Baby, I can make your dreams come true
Oh, oh, lady in the glass dress
I see right through you
I see right through you
You still dream, dream
You still dream, dream
Baby, I can make your dreams come true
Oh, oh, my lady in the glass dress, oh, oh
" Convertible "
High-top to a convertible like I'm a transformer (We just getting started)
High-top, high-top to a convertible like I'm a transform—(Chris Breezy)
I went from a high-top to a convertible like I'm a transformer (Trendsetter but don't make dollars, Gangsta)
Like I'm a transformer (Drama), like I'm a trans—(Ayy)
Smoke grey Enzo, looking like a shadow (Yes)
550 Benzo, you ain't on my level
Shawty gotta body cone shaped like a bottle
Magazine star, dating nothing but the models
High-top to a convertible like I'm a transformer (Gangsta Grillz, bastards)
High-top, high-top to a convertible like I'm a transform—(DJ Drama)
I went from a high-top to a convertible like I'm a transformer (Trendsetter Sense)
Like I'm a transformer, like I'm a trans—(Trendsetter, ayy)
Smoke grey Enzo, looking like a shadow
550 Benzo, you ain't on my level
Shawty gotta body cone shaped like a bottle
Magazine star, dating nothing but the models
Money piling up, you would think I won the lotto
Cash rule everything around me, that's my motto
All black Rolex, you ain't never seen, no
Counting big chips, you can call me a casino
Hey, you, shawty, what it do?
Whip so sick, you can call it bird flu
Got the top back, hair blowing in the air
I'm about to kill it this year
'Cause I went from a high-top to a convertible like I'm a transformer
I went from a high-top to a convertible like I'm a transform—
I went from a high-top to a convertible like I'm a transformer
I went from a, like I'm a transformer, like I'm a trans—(Ayy)
Yeah
Point black, I'm the best in general
You know I ball and I ain't talking 'bout genitals
I'm a shark, you can't catch me with no fishing pole
In the dark, you can see me 'cause my whistle glow
(High-top to a convertible like I'm a transformer)
Get your stripes, lil' mama, make my whistle blow
(High-top, high-top to a convertible like I'm a transform—)
Don't need no mistletoe, but you can kiss it though
(I went from a high-top to a convertible like I'm a transformer)
But, baby, drop it low and make it shake for me
(Like I'm a transformer, like I'm a trans—)
Call me Federal Reserve 'cause I make money
And then I waste money, my chain so sunny
I got them carrots so I share it with them snow bunnies
Yo' money is only 'bout yay high
I got that ching ching money like Shanghai
Yeah, I'm a fool with it, know what to do with it
Who you know got a private jet with the windows tinted?
Overseas cash, get overseas ass
Got it on lock like I'm dreading with some beeswax
Hey, you, shawty, what it do? (Yeah)
Whip so sick, you can call it bird flu (Yeah)
Got the top back, hair blowing in the air
I'm about to kill it this year
'Cause I went from a high-top to a convertible like I'm a transformer (Hey)
I went from a high-top to a convertible like I'm a transform—(Whoa, oh)
I went from a high-top to a convertible like I'm a transformer (Whoa, oh)
I went from a, like I'm a transformer, like I'm a trans—(Yeah, yeah, ayy)
Yeah
Hey, lil' mama, bring that thing over there
Put my CD on and let it bang in ya ear
You know I'm the best, watch me do my step
And I'ma let you just do the rest
'Cause I got dimes on me
And I ain't talking 'bout no weed
I mean fine shawties and they running with CB, yeah
Gangsta Grillz