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• Artiste: Mike Will Made It
• Titre: Tim3
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Pr-pr-pr-premiere (Ear Drummers) Wor-wor-world fuck-fuck-fucking pr-pr-pr-pr-premiere (Mike WiLL Made-It) World fucking premiere I'm rocking out like Ozzy Ozbourne I'ma shoot my shot even if I got a Hi-Point Created-player-ass nigga, need to buy some MyPoints Bitch nigga doin' bitch shit, provin' my point I don't expect shit from nobody, I'ma grind for it Oh, you wanna play today, guess what? I got time for it On a nigga neck, they found his ass without a spinal cord Dig your partner up and then display him like a dinosaur Stop, drop, and roll in this bitch, I'm on fire Say he took somethin' from me, polygraph him, he a liar Turnt they hoes to paparazzi, photographin', we outside Wrote my name on her pussy, autograph between hеr thighs Nigga say he got beef, I'm like, "Do it come with friеs?" I'm not James, I can't bond with these hoes, they be spies She got good tongue, but the bitch a snake, she disguised All my niggas, they gon' slide, they gon' ride, we gon' rise Always outnumbered, always the underdog Niggas tried to jump me, had to get the guns involved Respect earned, nigga, I'm standin' firm, nigga I ain't never ran, pull up on smoke like Worm, nigga I'm rocking out like Ozzy Ozbourne I'ma shoot my shot even if I got a Hi-Point Created-player-ass nigga, need to buy some MyPoints Bitch nigga doin' bitch shit, provin' my point I don't expect shit from nobody, I'ma grind for it Oh, you wanna play today, guess what? I got time for it On a nigga neck, they found his ass without a spinal cord Dig your partner up and then display him like a dinosaur Wor-wor-world fuck-fuck-fucking pr-pr-pr-pr-premiere Got a thirty on my seat, huh (It's, it's, it's, it's) It's my time It's my time, I've been waiting too long Can't no nigga tell me shit, I got this shit on my own Chopsticks on all my brothers, we make egg foo young Dog shit, no kitty litter, bought my mama a home Clown-ass nigga, ain't no bitch had ever told me she gone Can't jump no fence, stay on my side, they right but totally wrong At the top, nigga, don't ask what floor we on When something feelin' off, niggas already know where we goin' I'm in London, makin' bread, pockets filled with scones Eighty-pointers, old school, he got killed with stones Nicknamed his bitch "Soul Food," she like neck bones I got partners doin' life, havin' sex with phones I'm a real-deal monster, somethin' like Al Capone It get real vicious, I'm a pit bull and a Labrador He a whole bitch, before he walk in, I'ma grab the door I'm 'bout action, no talkin', you can have the floor It's my time, I've been waiting too long Can't no nigga tell me shit, I got this shit on my own Chopsticks on all my brothers, we make egg foo young Dog shit, no kitty litter, bought my mama a home Clown-ass nigga, ain't no bitch had ever told me she gone Can't jump no fence, stay on my side, they right but totally wrong At the top, nigga, don't ask what floor we on When something feelin' off, niggas already know where we goin' Ayy, Kim, reset that motherfucker