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Ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha, ha
(Blrrt) Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha, ha
Ayo

B*t*h, you ain't never been naked on the seashore
Put money on your head, spend the rest up in Dior (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Paris, me and Don C sittin' front row
Elephant drum on the forty, sh*t Dumbo
Hole in your forehead, I'm talking jumbo
I'm feeling like Shyne, I might shoot up 1 OAK (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Please no sparklers, baby, I'm a legend
Standin' on the couch, Ace bottle in the desert

Riddle me this, riddle me that
Got the whole world and why we exist finally mapped
The rich kids get all the girls and all the a**
While the broke boys walk with the world kickin' they back, yeah
She say she want a five-star meal (Yeah)
If it come with head, then it's a five-star deal
She say, sh*t, she just tried to hit me with a slap
I blocked my face with my hand, now it's a dap
No strings attached, I ain't tryna be a puppet, you heard?
I'd rather be stung by bees than be f**kin' with birds
I say this sh*t all the time until I'm touchin' her curves
Or 'til it's time to pet the pu**y like purr-fecto
Her fur retro, her weave petro
Her heels Dries, don't f**k up the dress code
She don't need a n***a for sh*t, she got her own
But if he say he tryna pay, she like, "I ain't sayin' no"
Roses are red (Chyeah) violets are blue (Ayy)
"Do you want me for money?" He found out when she said, "I do"
Too late (Chyeah) the pu**y game too great
The pu**y game too great, the pu**y game too great (I said)
Roses are red (Chyeah) violets are blue (Ayy)
"Do you want me for money?" He found out when she said, "I do"
Too late, the pu**y game too great
The pu**y game too great, the pu**y game crazy

Prada boots with the Nico Louis suit
Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp (Chyeah)
Can't pay my rent 'cause all my money's spent
But that's okay 'cause I'm still fly, da-da, da-da

Damn, showboatin', gettin' greedier
Doin' shows for fans on social media
Wikipedia

Man, these hoes gettin' greedier, gettin' needier
Doin' stunts for the media, cloutin' serious
Bad b*t*h, yeah, but the mind state is hideous
(Is the head right?) Brain like encyclopedia
And that a** look good with your Brazilian lift
The money like that sh*t, be tryna wife that sh*t
Might first cla** on a Delta flight that sh*t
Off tops, I ain't even have to write that sh*t, yeah
Lamar Odom with the stroke, girl, you got my d**k
Ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha, hard
You like a Uber when you ride, I might buy your a** a
Car-car, car-car-car-car, car
Roses are red, violets are blue
"Do you want me for money?" He found out when she said, "I do"
Too late, the pu**y game too great
The pu**y game too great, the pu**y game crazy

Prada boots with the Nico Louis suit
Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp (Chyeah)
Can't pay my rent 'cause all my money's spent
But that's okay 'cause I'm still fly, da-da, da-da

Showboatin', gettin' greedier
Doin' shows for fans on social media (Blrrt, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
Wikipedia
Ayo

Every Ertuğrul Bey need a Halime Sultan
To establish a tribe and build masjid roofs on
My life, my sacrifice, my prayer, and my death
Is all for the one God who spareth me breath
You could try and lie to yourself about the times
The war between God and Satan for hearts and minds
In the age of social media
Twitter, YouTube, Google and Wikipedia
Pearls get tossed to swine
You stick with Dr. Fauci, I'm runnin' with Dr. Wesley
I never let the CDC come and finesse me
I never let the fake news from the press distress me
Even though the Devil would love to Malcolm X me
It's him again, with the tint skin tone preaching brimstone
Until the Man of Sin get everything that was meant for him
Just know one thing
And that's Allah sent me here to be King

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