Light Years
(专辑: Dedication 6: Reloaded - 2018)
They give her bread, I
give her head I'm light years ahead, gone They give her bread, I
give her head I'm light years ahead, gone I
know she gon' hold the
gun for me Hold it down in court, and hold her tongue for me She swallow all my kids, then pop a
gun for me Makes some runs for me, all the
way cross country She love me, she even rep the
blood for me I
said the
plug tripping She gon' pull the
plug for me, I
love it And all she know is Young Money Her ex is always tripping, nigga is too clumsy Make up on the
pillow, make me wanna kill her But she naked in the
villa, taking E I
call it Sheila I
took half of a
half, she took 3
like Reggie Miller I
just feel her like chinchilla, had to kill her, Bryson Tiller I
know they gon' play this over, ankles on my shoulder My face all in her chocha, for my bae go South Dakota But my bae go even lower on that roller coaster She just want a
Tesla roadster, I'ma get her something slower Bet a
Bentley Truck to show her, tinted up to hide her ass Who in that Wraith behind her ass, you ain't even got to ask She ain't even gotta dance, thinking boutta a
wider ass And she already gotta an ass, leave it in the
doctor hands Other niggas, not a
chance, she already gotta dare When I
be in and out your ass, baby you sound like jazz You ask me can your partner crash, you ain't even gotta ask I'm breaking out the
powder bags, turn into Iron Man What happens in this house stays in this house Don't worry 'bout that If what happens in this house gets out Go check your girl 'bout that I'm 'bout to put you in my will, where my attorney at I
ain't the
type to turn my back, got every type of Percocet I'm working with the
perfect bitch, her body like 187 Then we come together, then we cum together Rainy weather, ain't it heaven Ain't no telling what I
think, I
think I'm ready My lil married homie Terry talking 'bout a
gangster wedding Oh my god I
know she gon' hold the
gun for me Hold it down in court, and hold her tongue for me She swallow all my kids, then pop a
gun for me Makes some runs for me, all the
way cross country She love me, even rep the
blood for me I
said the
plug tripping She gon' pull the
plug for me, I
love it And all she know is Young Money Her ex is always tripping, nigga is too clumsy Goddamn He give her bread, I
give her head, I'm light years ahead, pyoom He give her bread, I
give her head, I'm light years ahead, pyoom He give her bread, I
give her head, I'm light years ahead, gone He give her bread, I
give her head, I'm light years ahead, gone She lie in the
bed, I
lie in the
bed, the
shower instead, yeah We got out of the
shower, got back to the
bed That's flowers in bed, that's magic She lie in the
bed, then cry in the
bed, I
lie on her leg, damn See they give her bread, I
give her head, I'm light years ahead, pyoom I
know she gon' hold a
gun for me Always down in court and hold her tongue for me She swallow all my kids and pop her gun for me Make some runs for me, all the
way across country She love me, yeah Even wrap the
blunt for me She gon' pull the
gun for me All she know is Young Money Ex is always tripping niggas too clumsy, Goddamn They give her bread, I
give her head I'm light years ahead, gone My favorite person to debate sports with is, um, Skip Bayless off top. Like Skip Bayless, that's just the
homie, you know what I
mean. Like when I
say the
homie, I
mean, like when you going to Skip Bayless, when I
go to the
Skip Bayless show, there's always more conversation off camera, and it's always like he can't wait for them to say 3, 2, 1
and we off. For him to engage in a, um, more whatever, realer conversation, I
don't know if real is the
right word, a
more real conversation, just things like that, so you know My favorite person to debate sports with Skip Bayless. I
do have a
second favorite as well, if it's not even a
second favorite, but another favorite person I
love to debate sports with: Max Kellerman. That's my dude. Love to debate sports with Max Kellerman, that's my slime. And every time I
go on his show, he always got a
verse for me. You know what I
mean, that's the
homie I'ma be alright