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Peter J Santiago
Peter J Santiago
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Mikael Kadosh
Mikael Kadosh
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Damn this shit is good
Damn this shit is great (uh)
You could check the pot I put a lot up on my plate but
I don't give a fuck (uh, uh)
I don't ever say much
Keepin' to myself 'cause you don't understand my language
Damn this shit is good
Damn this shit is great (uh)
You could check the pot I put a lot up on my plate but
I don't give a fuck, I hold it down just like an anchor
Keepin' to myself 'cause you don't understand my language
Please excuse my english
Bitch I run the game like I let madden pick the plays (uh)
You could check the motion, like the oceans way I wave
Shawties tryna ride me but they prolly gettin' stang,
I meant stung, where you from?
First time that I've seen you
On this side of the deep blue tryna find out how deep you go
Your soul shines I need a preview
I don't live ocean side 'cause 'tween your thighs is the best seaview (whoa)
No I ain't your savior
I'm just tryna show you to the light just like a lightning bug
Lately you've been spotty, that's why I call you my lady bug
But you don't know your worth lil baby, you're too good to hang with them
Damn this shit is good
Damn this shit is great (uh)
You could check the pot I put a lot up on my plate but
I don't give a fuck (uh, uh)
I don't ever say much
Keepin' to myself 'cause you don't understand my language
Damn this shit is
Ugh
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
I don't give a fuck what a hater gotta say bruh
Keep that shit a buck, like the Benji's in my statements
If they want war well, best believe I'll wage one
Bitch you know I'm A1, Stepping in my A1's
Yeah them coke white shits, Yeah them hoes quite crisp
Walk into the building watch how big the spotlight gets
I been on my shit, you been on my dick
Liable to trip, so they label me a flight risk
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Well, Well, Well, Look what the cat dragged in
Lil bitty bitch, face tenser than a back spasm
Talking slick you might catch a swing like its batting practice
Send a pussy home in a whip, yeah this cat he lacking
Grab a napkin wipe ya face, getting hot? grab a plate
Sit and watch how I break bread with the homies
You won't catch me dead without the homies
Get intense? Breathe in slowly
Learned the best from the Og's
Young 9 7 child, as of late? Get Wild
If I'm outta pocket gotta let the rhythm settle down
Better now than I've ever been
And my pockets full of presidents
Jottin' down rhymes for the Benjamin's
Slytherin on anything I want to now
Bitch you know I've got the syndicate, of course LuHowe
Is on the fit and shit, my penmanship contorts moods now
Bitches know I'm not religious, I've just crossed you out (ugh)
I don't give a fuck what a hater gotta say bruh
Keep that shit a buck, like the Benji's in my statements
If they want war well, best believe I'll wage one
Bitch you know I'm A1, Stepping in my A1's
Yeah them coke white shits, Yeah them hoes quite crisp
Walk into the building watch how big the spotlight gets
I been on my shit, you been on my dick
Liable to trip, so they label me a flight risk
I don't give a fuck
If they want war
Written by: Mikael Kadosh, Peter J Santiago
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