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(الألبوم: Randy Savage - 2014)


I'm just trying to make my music and fuck hoes in my Jacuzzi
But I hear niggas talking foolish
Got that 30 round on me partner, please don't make me prove it

That money make me obnoxious
Self centered, intolerable
If I can't make no dollars off you, bitch I don't even wanna talk to you
Fuck your feelings, fuck your point of view
I couldn't care less about what you're going through
Real recognize real
And I'm not so sure of you biiitch
Fuck you what from me?
I am not handing out charity
Gold diggers wanna marry me
Someone tell them hoes to seek therapy
I got enough stress
I got money from that fucked up deal that I still ain't touch yet
It's me, myself, and I
You think we give a fuck if that makes you upset?
Truthfully, no truthfully
What else could you do to me
I watched Momma pawn all of her jewelry, just so she can buy food to eat
You know who wins if it's you or me
I ain't half the Sane as I use to be
You damn right I been losing Sleep
I been on a three year losing streak
But I ain't lost a step
I was in too deep, than I caught my Breath
They say that experience is the best teacher, in that case, I guess I taught myself
Burner on my, no that ain't nothing new
Same nigga from last year
The truth is I couldn't change even if I was a Cashier

I'm just trying to make my music and fuck hoes in my Jacuzzi
But I hear niggas talking foolish
Got that 30 round on me partner, please don't make me prove it

I say please don't make me prove, please don't make me prove it
If I pull that Son bitch out, then that means I gotta use it
I say please don't make me prove, please don't make me proof it
If I pull that Son bitch out, then that means I gotta use it

I say fuck whoever don't Rock With me
Nigga your opinion is so obsolete
I put a price on your thinking Cap and then all my Goons go on a shopping spree
I ain't making no Twitter rants, I'm too motherfucking sitting phat
I got too much dough to be desperate and not enough to be kicking back
It go red bitch, brown bitch, Mix-N-Match
I fuck 'em but I never Deal with them
I'm a dog ass nigga but they still dig me
I get more pussy than kitty litter
I wake up and see Billboards, that means I see the bigger picture
I'm 'bout my Cut like a surgeon's scalpel or a razor blade and a pair of scissors biiitch
I'm all I got and I got no complaints
Pistol full of prayers and my heart filled with Novacane
Dollar after dollar trying to reach my quota
That's why I wake up to grind like a cup of Folgers

I'm just trying to make my music and fuck hoes in my Jacuzzi
But I hear niggas talking foolish
Got that 30 round on me partner, please don't make me prove it

I say please don't make me prove, please don't make me prove it
If I pull that Son bitch out, then that means I gotta use it
I say please don't make me prove, please don't make me proof it
If I pull that Son bitch out, then that means I gotta use it

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