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Hold Yuh Freestyle
Ok I'm Wale but you can call me nada My momma a
OG which makes me a
Don Dada My momma say I'm akata Cause my head look like shotta The
feds like to follow cause my bread like to knot up So roll up the
Marley, my eyes all low up in this party I'm looking for an Ethi-Somali here beside me Beside that, Louie where my eyes at Prada where my feets at You ain't gon find that Ask me where my mind at You could never find out Riding I-95, haters in my hindsight More About Nothing Muthafucker better download They don't stock sneakers, see my deals on the
downlow Keep 'em in the
closet, MJ Noami I
don't need no friends, let the
ganja console me My broad is a
trophy Broads out Moco broads out Southeast Killer stay uptown, Louden VA tree Never give my heart to hoes that want my play shit Comme des Garcons, roam like it ain't nothing Yeah that was nothing, but look what I
made from it Carmelo straight stunting Purple label 8
hundred I
bet I
get the
fall Rozay had this summer Real nigga shit ATL was tipping them Magic City tipping them Gucci bucket cover my dreads: I
think I'm Gilligan I
don't really mess with the
feds, I'm a
militant If they not talking no bread than we ain't listening Straight Lane Kiffen them We ain't playing for rings and that trophy I
mention before, I
let em keep Reggie Bush, I'm murking my Kardashian Might as well crash and pass it to Miles Austin Thats how I'm going, hoes want but now I'm on A
couple poems, a
couple songs, and now it's on And these woman is loving the
way that I
perform I
like a
down-looking, all for it, flower bomb Shout out my nigga miles They stop the
whole game everytime I
come around And me and them rappers we don't share no common ground I'm a
sphere, they are squares They can't even come around I
ain't finished yet, I
ain't finished yet Bitches love me out Houston like spinach dip Get it I
got that cold flow, Winnipeg, this is work I
am in a
different World, Winnefred Jalisa all black Caprices Bumping So Far Gone, going on polices And me and my broads and Jamal and Latika So every time I
treat 'em, the
mall gotta re-up And ya'll better relax, talking bout that he wack Or they be reminiscing over you, word to P-Rock Riding in a
CL, hope I
never see jail And even if I
do I
know my momma gon be well Emilola love her more than she know it The
youngest outta two, see Olubowale's grown up When they hate, I
never give a
whole fuck, or half shit Purple haze, purple half-cents I
had dollars for a
young'un ever had cents I
have sins so my pants never had lent Now I'm getting it everything lavish I'm balling LeBron, lil poncho is Maverick Ravishing, Rick Rude of rappin you bastards And I
just want to hold her She all that I
can handle
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