That's how these girls sound every time I come through the cut man they love me You know what I'm saying basedworld paradise mixtape It's lil b
I got tracks for sale, hits out the ass Make a hit a day, like go and pass Niggas stop and go, beat your golden ass I'm a rapper though, should I rap for dough? Should I rap for cash, should I bag the loaf? That's the answer bro, should I ask the pope? Am I fucking peaking, I started rapping notes
I started taking notes, now I'm passing tests I said I'm the best no I'm the fucking best The teacher said b so it's fuck the rest A nasty nigga, I'm a fuck her breasts Lil b what it do where my brothers at Break the ice out the bed where the covers at Take your panties off girl show your thunder cat Transform to a beast like thunder cat Wasup bitch I'm wonder rap Lil boss
That's how these girls be sounding with me This how these girls sound All these girls is so beautiful You know what I'm saying Life is so great
My niggas call me righteous and I'm feelin' like God's gift I ain't even relapse I put down the ski-mask Took me out of rehab, I know I am King shit me bitch, took my people on ski trips Yeah that was me bitch, I'm not a fucking trip I ain't even gotta fucking go and lease it Just tell me what the price is I'll buy it with no decent My niggas sleep in precincts and fight with polices Judge look like regis
Ice on my watch, got diamonds on the slinky My niggas told me gotta ice out ya' pinky Fuck with real hustlers sold ice out ya finkers Like 10 and 12 before night at night Talking on the phone man I'm trying to get right Fuck the ice, them niggas like rice wings Ya feel me we rock bay shoes I'ont fuck with them nikes Call me gucci mane cause I'm so iceyy
This what these girls sound like I love you baby
Aye cool out, peep that nigga Where the cash at, yeah, I'm running with this rap shit Saran wrapped it, taped and packaged Yes, these hoes love it when I max em Stick it in they asses cause bitch I got the passion Bitch I'm like pastor, shit I'm elastic I do what I want real niggas work magic Y'all like cavemen, bitch y'all some loners I'ont trip what I say, never been a goner
Man I took a couple trips had the chicks up in the sauna Like obie trice said it gets hot in california So where the fuck the freezer, I got amnesia Bitch bow and the reefer, shout out to rebecca Aye made niggas outcha' speakers Berkeley boys stand up man you know I need ya Lil boss
Uh, yeah, this how these girls sound
Compositor: Brandon Christopher Mccartney ECAD: Obra #47537876