She lick my yogurt like Yoplait
Getting high, purple like Soul Plane
I love my money, my soulmate
She say I’m making her throat ache
n#gg#s try, but n#gg#s is not me
If you really fly then n#gg# I got wings
sh#t get blind like I got high beams
Beam in your eyes, diamonds on my rings
n#gg#s not ballin’, a cornball
She want the glizzy and she want the corndog
n#gg#s gon’ turn on you like a doorknob
Murakami y’all n#gg#s too tall
Baby’s shaking having a seizure
She gave me head, I got amnesia
Purple bean, look like Frieza
Stackin’ this paper like I’m a teacher
I’m in the gamе like Darwin Davis
Gotta be sharp, I gotta be razor
Hе want beef like Jamaican flavors
Really my son, but he don’t favour
Feelin’ the hood, I gotta face it
Send my condolence cause I be killing sh#t
Chasing these commas, need my citizenship
She want more when I give her my [?]
I can’t stop, I’m just getting started
Time is money, I’ll never be tardy
Feeling the blue, Democrat Party
She said “I’ll let you ride in a Harley”
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TM88 & Pi’erre Bourne Lyrics – Yo!Gurt
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