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Featuring Mac Lethal (Verse) Want to play the beat, I moved up the ladder and I lay the heat, I do what I do every day of the week and even improve in the booth where I’m paid to speak. Fuck you say to me, when you play in the bench you can take with ease But I’m thinking that they like me, jay to prix. And I’m thinking if I cut them they will bleed. It’s just too plain to see this, motherfucker bout two flames a week, They know nothing about this flame I speak They run around bitching cause they can’t compete So don’t ask me shit, he should know Imma tell him everything he need to know You don’t even know shit, you need to slow You motherfucker rolled up in the decode. Read the most left on for turn to years Ain’t talking about a couple of munch here. And you’re acting like sess has just appeared Wanna run up and test went up to hear Go ahead, spread your shit End in a place where the land don’t fit, Man, I don’t plan to end your shit If the end don’t bake and the bread don’t sip And I read your script, fuck your lines, Fresh don’t burn and sun don’t shine Ses no right if the back don’t earn Letras de cancionesGet up in the line, you can get your turn. And match your eyes, sex your birth, You never gonna realize you gonna let go first Came by employed on your momma boy, Little love acting like a mangaloid. (Hook) If the head don’t feel, get off my dick Spread your shit, get off my dick Spread your legs, get off my dick Suck the stitch, get off my dick Spread your legs, get off my dick If the head don’t feel, get off my dick Spread your shit, get off my dick Spread your legs, get off my dick. (Verse) Party’s packed, party’s packed, Let me get a part of that Black cover up in this bitch And no, he don’t know how to act If she fronting, hold me tell her blow me and don’t call her back. Even if she’s on the floor having a fucking heart attack. Gangs are here too up in the club We’re all in here up in the club Came in the club with a bird and a bus Now want a shot in and a little bit of what I don’t know, I don’t know, falling like a domino Put it, ballin, park it, knock it, be outside of the carnico. We’re mixing to for the alchemy, now imma tell what it’s about to be Like in milkey I’m about to take one to the head on the balcony And I know some fools got it out for me, though, I don’t wanna say I got them. Imma kill them all and let Christ sort ‘em, that’s God’s problem. And I meet them out of orbit, they say that I’m so far off And they get it Chip and Dale, all I really need is a bow tie. My zipper telling me to attack ‘em, but clearly that would be the day A click so we’re on the grind all the walls know is that T and Jake. (Hook) If the head don’t feel, get off my dick Spread your shit, get off my dick Spread your legs, get off my dick Suck the stitch, get off my dick Spread your legs, get off my dick If the head don’t feel, get off my dick Spread your shit, get off my dick Spread your legs, get off my dick. (Verse) Denied by the bank for a long time, Denied by the bank for a long So I got a shoe box for the cash And I pay for the whole damn house on my own. Bitch, do you want a mouth full of stone? Then keep trying the same knock deep day hard And I sure like to seen it like I see a meteor Reach for back for the black P day card And this and that nigger that guilty bitch How you’re number two, but you still ain’t shit Not the star you a cosmo I call you off If your head don’t fit imma saw yours off. Now you came here in the mixtape getting killed Playground days back in 6th grade drinking milk To now where every single last win it You motherfuckers are still I can have a bitch made like a twirl. There’s a five hundred and fifty million dollar power ball jackpot Going on literally as I record this and I would go and try About the win the lottery ticket but sex crew caught us And we gotta revisit on the white Wu-Tang shit while they kick it And just because the music is strange don’t mean that it got to be wicked Wikipedia math bitch strocking on a media fat bitch, Smoking on pd with fat lips, over on your media outlids Watch me read the whole encyclopedia backwards. I’m the king, goddamit, and I’m alpha mating, If you see a little rapper in the crowd that’s taning Know that he rolled on my dick so long that the GPS bitch overcalculated. (Hook) If the head don’t feel, get off my dick Spread your shit, get off my dick Spread your legs, get off my dick Suck the stitch, get off my dick Spread your legs, get off my dick If the head don’t feel, get off my dick Spread your shit, get off my dick Spread your legs, get off my dick. From Letras Mania