and drive, oh oh It's driven me before, it seems to be the way That everyone else get around Lately, I'm beginning to find that when I drive myself
I'll have you gone) Come see what I mean (see what I mean) See what I mean (see what I mean) Come see what I mean, come see what I mean [Bridge: Sample
it What happens: these dudes get rude then I lose it I'm scandalous, I blow ya two niggas off the atlas With a gat that's bigger than Godzilla's back
And I could fuck all of them. 'Cause it's Webby's World, What else are they gonna call it son? No one's locked up 'Cause everybody's good people. No one
label, I don't need no help. Actually I do because I'm broke as hell, But I'm just gonna do my thang. I'm a suburban white rapper But I make it work And now I
Me and the girls gonna shake the room DJ's spinning (show your hands) Let's get dirrty (that's my jam) I need that, uh, to get me off Sweat until
the rings The platinum, the actin It's not what you think! (It's not what you think...) [Verse 3: Classified] I know you gettin mad 'cause I call myself
after i die But thats not important Moneys more important And understand i been in that water like i was snorklin Understand i been in that water
top like elevators Hi haters I'm back of hiatus I feel just like you I mean even I hate us Turn the radio down I mean every song Yeezy got a vision that's
right brush and I draw all I promise I been thinkin before ya'll I barely get tired I'm rarely inspired And you accompish in a week is What I'm daily required I
same shit every nigga done in his life, I livin this why (??), speak long (??), what I blow when I write, so why, should I, ever fear another man, if he bleed like I
, seeing real strong images And that's the reason for my real rap penmanship That's where I started it, and that's where I'm a finish it [Hook]
I put the "12Play" down I gotta have it, I just can't stop limpin Maybe because I just can't stop pimpin No matter what I do, I can't stop leanin When
I think he scared Cause my nigga Khujo Goodie got that toolie to his head (Dre) Little did he know that, waitin in the closet No matter what you call that
So I-I holler at her, I say 'Aye man, check this out man, I seen you over there hollarin at ol' boy. I ain't hatin' on that, uknowhaimsayin'. But I got
Oh I used to call you satan And you were Cruella De'Ville And now you call me your Delilah And I am not your lucifer And I am just your pussycat But just
let that brown rag swang. Me to deuce to it, boy that's just a 5, 6 thang. Now SWHOOP! WHOOP! That's how we rep this game. I ain't new to it, will I got
