808 Mafia
Uh, ayy
Uh, ayy
Uh, ayy, woah
Uh, ayy
Uh, ayy
Yeah, ayy
Uh, ayy, ayy
I’m not like nobody, I ain’t nobody’s son
My dad, he in jail, he been through hell, free a real one
It ain’t nothin’ we can’t sell, got bricks and bales like Draymond
And you know I be high as hell, I swear to God I can’t feel nothin’
Before your ho hit my door, she had her hair in a bun
She was suckin’ on my dick, I filled her mouth up with c#m
I was f#ckin’ on that b#tch, she was screamin’ yeah like Lil Jon
And you know I can’t trust a ho, I don’t go nowhere without my gun
Ain’t going out bad and sad, lil’ b#tch, I can’t go for nothin’
Number (N) ine jeans on my #ss, and you know my bag from Number (N) ine
And I just did a shoot with Phoenix, I ain’t talkin’ ’bout the Suns
I could f#ck on any n#gg#’s ho, I can have any b#tch that I want
I remember I used to be broke, now I eat filet mignon
Ain’t going out like no ho, everywhere I go I keep my gun
Rob you and your lil’ bro and f#ck your ho just for fun
Saw my opps the other day, them n#gg#s wasn’t on nothin’
Saw my opps the other day, I couldn’t stop clutching my gun
I’m not like nobody, I ain’t nobody’s son
I’m not like nobody, I don’t sound like no one
b#tch, it’s big Teen Ecstasy, and it ain’t no comparison
I’m not like nobody, I ain’t nobody’s son
My dad, he in jail, he been through hell, free a real one
It ain’t nothin’ we can’t sell, got bricks and bales like Draymond
And you know I be high as hell, I swear to God I can’t feel nothin’
Before your ho hit my door, she had her hair in a bun
She was suckin’ on my dick, I filled her mouth up with c#m
I was f#ckin’ on that b#tch, she was screamin’ yeah like Lil Jon
And you know I can’t trust a ho, I don’t go nowhere without my gun
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