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First off, haters Fuck 'em No bedtime stories but you know somebody tuckin' As my dough gets nice they just come by the dozen But them hoes still love me like my name John Tucker 'Bout to serve these niggas But I ain't the butler They just look like fools (food?) So I treat em like supper What it is... what's up We're talking slick like butter Cause my name my ring bells, let me in bzz... buzzer For I kick in the door like the... Nine o'clock tea time No I never punched out so I don't got free time Takin' straight shots at niggas think that I need...? Gotta list fulla haters get behind the line. With my middle fingers up and it's an obvious sign That I ain't even transform in my optomus prime What I do they gon' do like bin laden is high When I come through you know it's going down bitch sly We rollin' up that sticky icky Letras de cancionesFeel like my shit slime Everywhere we go we smell like prime I'm fly yah two z's from heaven When you see me in the club it's 2k11 And how dare a muthafucker say my flow is elementary I could really give two f's like fendi We ain't goin' nowhere Nigga see you in a century Yeah I been in the hood please go all the way to century I'm a real muthafucker and you just a mirage Three blunts in the air you could call it a minage On my passport swag, bookin' shows in mulan And I ain't even got a deal but my hand is lookin' strong And I ain't done tryin' to write more songs than songs Thank God that I'm alive Praise 'em up they long crash landed in the game bout to call 'em out home Can't nobody tell me what I did wrong. But they say that I'm insane A little crazy, bitch I'm gettin' paid Money never change me, I put that on the range and that mercedes jukin? in my lane But you chase me Baby I'm insane A little crazy bitch I'm gettin' paid Money never change me, I put that on the range and that mercedes jukin? in my lane But you chase me if you wanna But I'm a goner Yeah, I said I'm a goner. From Letras Mania