People on the left would u tell me that u ok?
Aaaaayyyiii
People on the right would u tell me that u alright?
Arrrrrahh
Let me break it down, break it down for you all night
Aaaaayyyiii
Let me see u dance, see u dance for me alright
Arrrrrahh
Okay Now
Oh my holy moly
Dawg it's been a year
Since I broke outta D-town
And I surpassed my peers
And I been scoring since then
Like the goal ain't got no goalie
Schooling all you children
They should call me T camboni
Kimbo Slice when I be jabbing
So pay me what you owe me
I'm too real when I be rapping
And these niggas be too phony
Too dope when I be rapping
And these rappers be too boring
Don't be fooled by the "Too"
Cuz I be the one and only
That's why I be flying solo
Why I be rolling dolo
That's why I like being lonely
Exception goes out to homies
Deceptions are what these hoes be
And I found out this lately
Clyde went looking for Bonnie
I skate in DMs like Tony
I got my rhyme on like Tony
I got dope lines just like Tony
Too old to get so hyphy
I'm just tryna find a wifey
What?
People on the left would u tell me that u ok?
Aaaaayyyiii
People on the right would u tell me that u alright?
Arrrrrahh
Let me break it down, break it down for you all night
Aaaaayyyiii
Let me see u dance, see u dance for me alright
Arrrrrahh
Shaffaaty, Aabbady
Asly ma aadi
I'm still looking for a shawty
A bad ting with a body
Bit nas
I don't want no thotties
Could cook straight zy alhajja
Could hook up Fatta Karba
So she got to be Sudanese
I ain't tryna act like khawajas
Late night calls like bareeda
Ain't no buns that Aseeda
I Blow her back with round one
Then I get some Madeeda
Man I love her cuz her hair curly
I love her when her waist curvy
She the baddest outta these girlies
WHERE SHE AT THO?
*Skit*
People on the left would u tell me that u ok?
Aaaaayyyiii
People on the right would u tell me that u alright?
Arrrrrahh
Let me break it down, break it down for you all night
Aaaaayyyiii
Let me see u dance, see u dance for me alright
I don't really waste no time
Some of y'all a handful
Y'all be the devil himself
Disguised as an angel
They could fool you any day
And then twice on April
On April
And then twice on April
Okay these bitches be so sneaky
They're so far outta order
Transforming like mystique be
Faces they be too colorful
I should call y'all dashikis
That shit is scary sort of
They be acting so crazy
Once they cross that border
One they reach that Boora
Once they need that (Maf Dai'e)
If the face white as Tabshooras
But the hands zai Alsaboora
Homie get out while u still can
Cuz that bitch a Masoora
Young Justus
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