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AMBEYONCÉ feat. Smino
EarthGang
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Check your story every- (I don't like it)
Check your story every-
Check your story every-
Check your story every day, but don't want you to know (shit)
Check your story every day, but don't want you to know
Can I hide it, can I keep it on the tuba, low?
Made my bed, hammer, nails, hard as hell, there I dwell
On the count of three, we out, I hope my parachute blow
We was banging for the cameras
But it ain't just for the video
No, that Glock ain't got no safety
If you know, baby, I guess you know, huh
Where the runner at?
Man, she took off with my heart, can you get it back?
Whatever it cost, put it on the card
Rap game Chaka Khan
New Diana Ross
Hopscotch don't step out the line, put you back in the chalk
Humbly, I ask for your forgiveness (whoa)
Wild shit up ahead, I hope you with it (whoa)
This ain't Tom and Jerry, but I chase the cat
I was smoking Backwoods 'fore they cost me fifty a pack
I'm the sun, I am the rain, I am your wish list
I'm the ecstasy, the pain, I know you feel this
Keep the ambiance around me, AmBeyoncé
Hate the dice roll, baby girl, but don't you hate the game (hate the game)
Uh, hundreds blue, Avatar (ah)
She love my guitar (uh)
I play like Ricky (well, well)
I play like Ricky
That's Ricky Ricardo
Every time I flash a car (get it)
She say I'm too busy (beat it)
She say I'm too busy (beat it, beat it)
Make a movie, Pixar
I talk to my car (car)
I tell it when to start, brrt-brrt
Breaking down the wood, lumbar
Keep the pack, I'm Vince Lombardi
Ain't tryna convince nobody
Been face to face with my zombie
Rollin' the Cali for AmBeyoncé (say)
Say something
The birds been chirping since Motorola
Eat it like bowl of some yogurt, uh
I know I'm bogus and bubble
Did it big, man, where Albert?
Really been tryna for free though
I had a chip on my shoulder, I lean on
We did a lot today
Pretty beat, brown sheet, Courvoisier
Passed on the pussy, it got away (uh-uh)
I don't record, I stopped cleanin' my colon all over the culture (ha, ha)
I told lil baby, "Look, let me come have a look, boy, I wonder"
Little boy wonder (don't go)
I'm the sun, I am the rain, I am your wish list (whoa)
I'm the ecstasy, the pain, I know you feel this (whoa)
Keep the ambiance around me, AmBeyoncé
Hate the dice roll, baby girl, but don't you hate the game
Live In the present that's how I present it
Down to the minute, down to the second
Send me your privates, you be my lieutenant
Shawty been down, we was digging for roaches
Came to my shows when the crowd was just crickets
Hopped out the swamp like ribbit
Freak of the nature, science exhibit
Sign to the label, sign of the times
Now you offended, sign with the picket
Chopped of the locs, finna do something different
Anybody fuckin' up the groove when I'm in it
Google the image
Beatin' up the pussy like abusing the privilege
All in the Uber, brain like a tutor
Blown like a tuba, came like a vision (ooh)
Seen a lotta hoes turn hotel (ha)
I can turn a hater to a witness (ooh)
Opinions can change, unlimited range
Say my name, say my name, while you fuckin' your main
Every day we hate the game but continue to play
Can't run out of lemonade when you living this way
I'm the sun, I am the rain, I am your wish list (whoa)
I'm the ecstasy, the pain, I know you feel this (whoa)
Keep the ambiance around me, AmBeyoncé
Hate the dice roll, baby girl, but don't you hate the game