Wale

[fox69]

"Aston Martin Music (Freestyle)"

"Aston Martin Music (Freestyle)"


In life, I think our aspirations should guide us
Even if there's thing we could never provide or
Be beside, Lord, just give the right to desire or admire such
The finer things you know
To dream is to live life's full potential
So whatever I'm into, I get it in too

[Chorus: Chrisette Michelle]
We bobbin to the music this is how we do it (all night)
Breezin down the freeway just me and my baby (in our ride)
Just me and my boss no worries at all
Listening to Aston Martin Music Music

Let's go
You gotta turn me up if you feel this mo'fucker

Shout out Chrissy, Rozay and all that.
I'm just feelin' that good today you know what I'm sayin'
D.C What's up, Maryland, PG, MoCo, VA
Lets do it

[Verse 1: Wale]
Smooth mo'fucka, let me do this mo'fucka
Riding shotgun uptown, blowin out the bubble
Tints ain't legal, I ain't ordinary people
Porn star hands, she gon' suck it like a sequel
Life without dreamin' is a life without meanin'
I'm grinding like "I gotta hope all my niggas see it
My garments shouldn't be here, I'm somewhere near the future
As far as being hard, I feel I'm somewhere near Medusa
And everywhere I be at, no I'm at somewhere near my shoota
I swear my peoples keep a strapped like Pinky in the movies
I'm doin well, I'm just hoping I got your respect
Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin' a Lex

[Chorus: Chrisette Michelle]
We bobbin to the music this is how we do it (all night)
Breezin down the freeway just me and my baby (in our ride)
Just me and my boss no worries at all
Listening to Aston Martin Music Music

(Back on that No Days Off)

[Verse 2: Wale]
Look
Momma ain't raise a thug, Pops ain't raise a ho
I keep a level head, Gettin high layin low
Morty let me use the Maybach back in May
I told him wait, I'll have another for him 28s?
Stackin my chicken, braggin to the bitches
No crucifix chains, I'm ain't sure if I'm forgiven, Lord
I need a better way, I want that Aston
But I got fam havin' problems with they FAFSA
I'm prioritizing, a part of growing up
A lot fathers showin' off instead of showin up
A lot of niggas love a broad till she throwin' up
9 months later, new car, can't afford a son
Talking 'bout...

[Hook: Drake]
Would have came back for you
I just needed time to do what I had to do
Caught in the life I cant let it go
Whether that's right I will never know (ugh but here goes nothin')

Ralph

No Days Off

[Wale - Verse 3]
Ughh
Smokin' slight bud?, Coolin with my lil bruh
Ol' heads schoolin me, sayin' "Soak it up"
A lot of niggas in my position don't know as much
A lot of women from conversation could fall in love
And that's a scary thing, I try to duck em good
Cause innocent women'll stalk you if you fuck em good
I'm sayin' that I know, revealing them most
My God come before this bread,
Guess I'm different than most
See, Mel made a couple milli sellin' Jesus passion
Why these new black churches all resemble castles?
How the Church be always mad when I can't do a handout?
And why these pastor keep messin' with these boys Astons
Ralph

[Chorus - Chrisette Michelle]
We bobbin to the music this is how we do it (all night)
Breezin' down the freeway just me and my baby (in our ride)
Just me and my boss no worries at all
Listening to Aston Martin Music Music

 

[fox69]

"Back 2 Ballin'"
(feat. French Montana)

"Back 2 Ballin'"
(feat. French Montana)



[Hook: French Montana & Wale]
You niggas serving up a bad batch, too much bakin' on it
Bakin' on it, bakin' on it, bakin' on it...
As-salamu alaykum, homie
Got it, whip it, lost it, flip it
Now a nigga back to ballin'
Back to ballin', back to ballin', back to ballin'
I ain't even playing, homie
Got it, lost it, got it, spent it
Got it, now I'm back to ballin'
Ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin'
Nigga, I got it, lost it, got it, spent it
Got it, now I'm back to ballin'
Ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin'

[Verse 1:]
[Wale:]
Nigga, I seen her, booked her, took her to my hotel, no that's not my problem,
Problem, problem, problem
Cause I get right to the chicken,
Ain't trick with other bitches
Don't worry if I never call her
Call her, call her, call her (french)
[French Montana:]
Motherfucker, back to ballin'
You know my whips is foreign
Man, you niggas play the bench and you know my niggas startin'
Motherfucka, back to ballin'
I'm talking black Ferrari
Straight cash made a hundred forty stacks this mornin'
I'm talking ten chains, casino life
Red bottoms, mosquito bites
Bad batch, get your head cracked, Cee-lo dykes
Motherfucka, back to ballin'
Start to finish, you start, I finish
Bottle after bottle like fuck my kidneys

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
[French Montana:]
Every time we roll up, doors go up, and them panties fallin'
Fallin' fallin' fallin' fallin' fallin' fallin' fallin'
Talk, all my niggas tore up from the floor up
And all those whips is foreign
Whips is foreign, whips is foreign, them whips is foreign
[Wale:]
Nigga back to ballin'
Lil bit like Patrick Johnson
Never sold much dope, but I know
Some nights I heard that trap was callin'
Nigga, back to ballin'
KD, Rondo, and Lebronin'
Found life is about chasing dreams
Don't worry how I got these commas
Comas, commas, I'm a, rider
Lot of, ganja, e-z wider
But I paid five stacks for a garment
Leave the cherry up and a high set
Hugo boss be the outfit
And the pants are never coming off shit

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Bad"
(feat. Tiara Thomas)

"Bad"
(feat. Tiara Thomas)



[Intro: Wale]
Monogamy or whatever you call it
I'm starting to think it ain't for everybody
Most of us is rushing into it anyways, you know what I'm saying
You ain't rushing for love, and I ain't up here to judge
So let's neglect the "what if"'s and make it do what it does
Let's get it

[Hook: Tiara Thomas]
Is it bad that I never made love, no I never did it
But I sure know how to fuck
I'll be your bad girl, I'll prove it to you
I can't promise that I'll be good to you
Cause I have some issues, I won't commit
No, not having it
But at least I can admit that I'll be bad no to you (to you)
Yeah, I'll be good in bed but I'll be bad to you
Bad that I never made love, no I never did it
But I sure know how to fuck

[Verse 1: Wale]
Let's get it
Bad girls ain't no good, and the good girls ain't no fun
And the hood girls want a smart nigga, college girls all want a thug
So it seems that we fiend what we don't need
Got a thing for a queen who know when to leave
I ain't bout to judge you, don't judge me
You ain't gotta really sing about your rap sheet
Cause I heard you (bad no), yeah.
In the literal sense I mean that
Rough sex saying I love you
But to kiss them saying you mean that (bad no)
I know I just be calling her mean ass
Oh the irony, got the bomb indeed
But the problem is probably a deep past
Still I'm feeling it's something I need bad
Thinking if I get her, I get her to need this
I don't need emotions to open your deep sea
I can see the ocean by going between legs
Beg, nope, bed, floor, dope
Go, for it, couch, now
Slow, mo-tion, around, put it down
Lord knows she was going for the morn, hold up

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Wale]
Let me tell you about her look
She hurt feelings, she break hearts
She stay quiet, she play smart
She take pride in going out
Getting hollered at, and saying nah
She no saint, but she don't pose
She don't wear make up by the boat load
Riding through lake shore with the nose up
She don't really date much but it slows her up
She got haters, but we all do
Heard you winter time cold, shawty fall through
Baby look at they approach how they court you
All those minds games never mind cause they all lose (bad no)
In the physical sense I mean that
I ain't tryna kiss up, suck up, feed gas
I ain't like them nigga you sucking your teeth at, nope
Play big, trust me I'll humble your mean ass, look
Shawty is actually in prevent
Cause the one in front is working with deep threat, yep
Bed, floor, couch, more
More, shower, Lord, perm
Done, love, nah
Called in the morning cell number wasn't on, goddamn

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Bad (Remix)"
(feat. Rihanna)

"Bad (Remix)"
(feat. Rihanna)



[Intro: Wale]
Heard about you
You heard about me?
Haha, yeah, Wal ha ha
Cause I have some issues (Wal)
Haha, back at ya, bad girl

[Hook: Rihanna]
Is it bad that (Wal) I never made love,
No, I never did it
But I sure know how to (I want you to),fuck
I'll be your bad girl (Wal), I'll prove it to you
can't promise that I'll be good to you
Cause I have some issues (Wal), I won't commit
No, not having it (It take a special type of girl to relate to this)
But at least I can admit that I'll be bad no to you (to you)
Yeah, I'll be good in bed, but I'll be bad to you
Bad that (Word) I never made love, no (I-I-I-I think you gifted to baby) I never did it
But I sure know how to fuck

[Verse 1: Wale & Rihanna]
yeah, hold up
Bad girls ain't no good, and the good girls ain't no fun
Look (And the bad girls want a real nigga)
Yeah, cause real niggas just want
So it seems that we caught up in the wrong thing
Got a thing for a queen who don't wanna leave
You got a (Thing for a king, but you ain't a king)
Seems like the ones who wrong never got a ring
And I can see that you're (bad, no to you)
In the literal sense, I mean the physical sense
I mean the, oops, wait, let me give me a second
I need a minute to vent, I'm only telling you that
I heard you (Bad girl)
And I'm tellin' you I could believe that
Not the type of fella to yell or be gettin' jealous
But we talkin' 'bout game, Wale got the league pass
We at that bed, floor, couch, hold up
(Loud pack boy, roll up)
You know what what's up? (Wassup?)
Forget it, 'cause all the bad girls always unapologetic

[Hook]
Is it bad that (Wal) I never made love,
No, I never did it
But I sure know how to fuck
I'll be your bad girl (Wal), I'll prove it to you
Can't promise that I'll be good to you
Cause’ I have some issues (Wal), I won't commit
No, not having it But at least I can admit
that I'll be bad no to you,(Uh) to you
Yeah, I'll be good in bed (Hol' up), but I'll be bad to you

[Verse 2: Wale & Rihanna]
She hurt feelings, she ain't wrong
She work hard, she play harder
Got a smart mouth, like to speak fly
She don't catch feelings she too busy catching G5
She no saint, 'cept Saint Laurent
gon' blaze up, take the wheel Jah
And Rihanna got these women in their River Island's
I'm just tryin' to take a dip ya
Never did terrible bullshit ya
Never concerned concerns, she try and live it up
No more sucker for love, she probably duck it because
You try to follow your gut feeling you get lost
(Cause I have some issues) Yeah and I noticed it
You got the coldest corazon, but warmest skin
You froze with it, you try and play Sub Zero I be Scorpion
Get over here today
Smellin' like Jean Paul Gaultier
Got about three friends, she don't even tweet them
Ain't no IG, but she follow K
Yeah we at that bed, floor, couch, hold up
(Loud pack boy, roll up)
You know what what's up? (Wassup?)
Forget it, only bad bitches always unapologetic

[Hook]
Is it bad that (Wal) I never made love,
No, I never did it (Wooo)
But I sure know how to fuck
I'll be your bad girl (Wal), I'll prove it to you
Can't promise that I'll be good to you
Cause’ I have some issues (Wal), I won't commit
No, not having it
But at least I can admit that I'll be bad no to you (to you)
Yeah, I'll be good in bed, but I'll be bad to you

 

[fox69]

"Bad Girls Club"
(feat. J. Cole)

"Bad Girls Club"
(feat. J. Cole)



[J. Cole - Chorus]
She’s a star if I ever seen one
Perfect 10 and Lord knows that I need one
So now I’m under pressure I want it bad
She got something I never had
I see ya looking at me

[Wale]
Bad bitches get low
Bad bitches get low right now
Bad bitches get low
Bad bitches get low right now

[Wale - Verse 1]
Wale and we are not the same
Got bread in the diesel, got diesel in the check?
Rock Steady, me and my nigga Cole
Leave me a couple minutes, you leave me a couple hoes
Quite gifted, ambitions of life living
Despite living with more attention than light skinned, women
Ok you think a nigga shallow?
Ok, you probably think I get ‘em all with the cash flow
Actually I like a broad that can bag hoes
That's how I rope em all down
See my last hoe (work)
Blast off (work)
Get involved
Gas women then return ‘em like a rental car
That's one show, that's fifty large
Nigga I just glow, bright as any Debarge
I’m just tryna get ya comfortable
And its amazing what some liquor and a blunt’ll do

[J. Cole - Chorus]

Please show love, make way for the bad girls club
Please show love, make way for the bad girls club

[J. Cole - Verse 2]
Hey, Cole World
Down for whatever
Boy got Dollars, Pounds or whatever
Being broke and its a Diddy ass world
Still found a way to get pretty ass girls
Killin’ y’all niggas, any last words
Cause you didn’t play the game right
Hey girl, before you throw it at me
You gotta make sure you aim right
Red dots cause I’m red hot
Seen, dead girl you smoking
I get paper like I a mail box, seen
But girl you got me open
Proceed, pocket full of G’s
Kush; baby mama less; yeah no seeds
Blow tree’s like a hurricane
Damn, if looks kill, than ya murderin’
Damn!

[J. Cole - Chorus]
She’s a star if I ever seen one
Perfect 10 and Lord knows that I need one
So now I’m under pressure I want it bad
She got something I never had
I see ya looking at me

Bad bitches get low
Bad bitches get low right now
Bad bitches get low
Bad bitches get low right now

Please show love, make way for the bad girls club
Please show love, make way for the bad girls club

[Wale - Verse 3]
I am what you want, cause you like what I make
I am what I am, and you is who I say
Go where you ain't been
No reservation
And most hoes be so-so when they hold no make-up
Yeah, I got the flow that they know is the truth
It’s getting ugly in here, guess I coated the booth
After the club, gettin you open
And I’m talkin, passenger action
I’m pulling you over
And you walkin,
after the fact
It’s knowin’ it’s over
Now tomorrow you sober wishing you ordered a soda
I am more than the dopest
I’m forever improving
They can’t fuck with ya boy
Like a BYU Cougar
They 22's or something
I’m brutal as a bazooka
And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask hooka
Or who did, cause I did
Bitch I’m here and I’m it
And I’m is what you ain't
Who’s iller, I’ll wait
Hold up!

[J. Cole - Chorus]
She’s a star if I ever seen one
Perfect 10 and Lord knows that I need one
So now I’m under pressure I want it bad
She got something I never had
I see ya looking at me

Bad bitches get low
Bad bitches get low right now
Bad bitches get low
Bad bitches get low right now

 

[fox69]

"Bait"

"Bait"


Work work work work
Yeah you know I got that work
I'm why baby mamas leave
I'm why baby fathers kirk

[Verse 1]
Made it big with gogo
And I made it with that dough flow
This one right here for dc
This one right here for polo
Tee my pa palace flow hugo boss new balance flow
Here they keep a rachet close
And tend to think irrational
Bait bait bait bait
Bet I get like 8 of them
They clapping and we balling
No outfitting we at stadiums
(Bait bait bait bait) boa lil g, moco, cobain and tre
Floor seats at that wizards game
So close I could give flip a play
Ha my mojo back
Majors gon' bring hovo back
Shout out chicken getting chicken
Like my north east homie fats
Who that nigga she fool with?
He don't do the same
Babygirl I just move them
I got that goodman game

(Bait bait bait)
Who's on my line
I'm blowing up these bitches calling me (bait bait bait)
I'll snatch your girl if your tripping
She's on my line like I'm fishing

[Hook]
(I got that) work work work work
Yeah you know I got that work
I'm why baby mamas leave I'm why baby fathers kirk
(Bait bait bait)
I'll snatch your girl if your slipping
Talk a little g not to mention we got that

[Verse 2]
Uh riding round I got some towson bait
She said I'm her hideaway I get her off like a holiday
Yeah that girl is top heavy for days
That bottom half is fishy. what you a mermaid?
Getting on my level joe nuvo new and yellow too
They not pulling indo green like smoking whent that rello broke
Never did I pedal coke but tony louis said I'm dope
And tony jr. said I'm the hope
Big homie hov said I am flose
And I got that bait they all bad
And they gonna fall in and out of love like my partner taz
They need something to keep I need something to grab
That's the end of my speech, I'm a need you to clap

[Hook]
(Bait bait bait)
Who's on my line
I'm blowing up these bitches calling me (bait bait bait)
I'll snatch your girl if your tripping
She's on my line like I'm fishing

[Hook]
I'll snatch your girl if your slipping
Talk a little g not to mention we got that

[Speaking]
Dc, maryland virginia this the part where I need all my sexy ladies to report to the dance floor
This bounce beat shit
Tcb, wale talk to them cuz

[Hook]
Work work work work
Yeah you know I got that work
I'm why baby mamas leave I'm why baby fathers kirk
Work work work work all my bait I got to work
Aww your slum that got to hurt this summers mine I got to work
Work work work work
Yeah you know I got that work
I'm why baby mamas leave I'm why baby fathers kirk
Work work work work all my bait I got to work
Aww your slum that got to hurt this summers mine I got to work

[Verse 3]
I ain't stopping till the town gets on
These joint here not found at the mall
Shorty I'm a dog don't handle no broad
I be calling out game like miles dfarms
I'm stuntin' yo shawty from 124
Make her come a bunch of times she buys be a bunch of clothes
Girl stop being falatious this mercades is spacious
Black and white through the city guess this is gentrification
That fire flow the finest women I adore
I'm cool with all these broads in here but I do not date lucaya hoes
Bait bait who's on my lets go lets go

[Hook]
(Bait bait bait)
Who's on my line
I'm blowing up these bitches calling me (bait bait bait)
I'll snatch your girl if your slipping
She's on my line like I'm fishing
I got that (bait bait bait)

 

[fox69]

"Bait (Remix)"
(feat. 2 Chainz, Rick Ross & Trey Songz)

"Bait (Remix)"
(feat. 2 Chainz, Rick Ross & Trey Songz)



[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Work, work, work, work, stashed up at my girl’s spot
Hair weave killer had on Louie’s in my mug shot
Yeah, yeah, one shot, two shot, three
Damn I pull up with this mutherfucker fish tailing
And I’m raw, fish scale
Bloomingdale and Neiman Marcus
I take the beat and make it a carcass
Shop at Saks Fifth like it’s a target
Cars are the size of your apartment
I’m swagged up so don’t try me
Bank roll is my I.D
When I pulled out she hopping in
Make your main girl my side piece
Listening to that old Jay-Z
One eye open like CBS
So much Promethazine I’m VIP at CVS
Long way from EBT
Every time I spit it’s a DVD
And I don’t care if she got on a long skirt
I’ll take her home and do her like homework

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Creeping on the campus in my new Camaro
Cover of the Washington Post, Solbiato apparel
Ross and Folarin, couple women
Got them thugs with me, yeah, we about that business
I’m talking Ambition, I could spell it for you
Rev up the Lamborghini, and hail it for you
My pocket’s fat, somebody check my blood pressure
Red Bottom’s a stack, there goes a double bidder
I can’t throw no ones, only tens or better
Since Wale met me he only rode a Benz or better
Double MG, we millionaires
Shawty my bait, she say she never scared

[Hook: (Wale)]
Bait, bait, bait, bait, bait
Who’s on my line? Who’s on my line?
I’m blowing up, these bitches calling me
Bait, bait, bait, bait, bait
I snatch your girl if you’re slipping
She’s on my line like I’m fishing I got that
(Work, work, work, work
Yeah you know I got that work
I’m why baby mommas leave
I’m why baby fathers kirk)
I snatch your girl if you’re slipping
Double MG not to mention

[Verse 3: Trey Songz]
Touching on that ass, tryna get a feel
I just had to ask, tell me if it’s real
I ain’t tryna diss you
It’s really not an issue
If it’s fake or if it’s real I’mma keep you on my reel, still
Bait baby, wait baby
Why don’t you just get a little taste baby
I will never judge, fuck a judge, fuck a case baby
Ooh shawty, you shawty, come and be my new boo shawty
Listen, I’m fishing, you bitch niggas is missing I got that

[Verse 4: Wale]
Yeah you know I got that work, women second, family first
Money never ever hurt ‘cuz rapping got a lot of perks
Hold up, wait, these Nikes don’t got no date
It ain’t gon’ be no back and forth
But I do quite well with all the bait
That remix flow, Mocco bread, PG though
165 and I’m not surprised see my flow is yuck! My CD gross!
Black Ghost, white driver, such an Oreo, I’m thinking out loud
In the back seat and it’s getting quite loud
Point ‘em all out, I can sit ‘em all down
Double MG, what about y’all?
These SB’s ain’t never coming out
God Forgive and We Don’t, keep my circle small you can’t get in my crowd
104, that MLK, know I gotta be Landover out the way
And I gotta thank the young boy out of state
We gon’ rep the city of Folarin straight, that bait

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Barry Sanders"

"Barry Sanders"


[Verse 1]
I don't gotta be here. Look
I need your admiration for infiniti
Not that this ain't lucrative, but I just need your energy
I got the passion to please, I will not gasp or fatigue
Anyway I'm ballin, gimme a Grammy or give me your beat
Standing OV, let these bitches follow me
And I just give them D, give them D like they is out the league
Hasheem Thabeet and various other peoples
The pressures of greatness always comes with critiquing
Newest of sneakers, you consuming the bleachers
Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense
MMG up, we up, y'all just relax
All my females show bust, Curtis Enis
Nittany lion, my Penn State it, niggas recite it
I'm Michael Jordan major, you niggas Harold Miner
Pussy be all on me, we too young for romancin'
My niggas never block, I think I'm Barry Sanders

[Verse 2]
Vic Page never made it, Len Bias never made it
See God gave us the talent, but the devil make us famous
My effort is contagious, so check this BOA shit
With this recording I'm as sick as Jordan before Game 6
Jazz talkin and I bet I pick and roll with your bitch
You got some paper for me? Hit me on the Hornacek
Walter Payton Mercedez. Sweetness in every ride
Hold on my pupils slowing, I don't got no lazy eye
? Pockets about as thick as strippers on poles
Zone blocking with these bitches, I'm just picking a hole
Pardon that jargon but since I'm balling they getting salty
They all catching feelings. I should Biletnikoff 'em
Them niggas talking. They like man he official
Man, you Olowokandi I'm just being specific
I'm just bein' prolific. Right now don't need no Mrs
I got a rack of Trojans, knowing my Lane Kiffin
I'm tryin' pimp em I'm trying to be that cool
All them bitches converse with me off that React juice
Now Jordan III my shoe. Double M G my crew
When you do it big as Manute you make it seem minute
Ricky more flight
Interscope feeling like Charlotte
When they traded Kobe you know?
Better let it go. Rozay finna re-up
He got himself a Kobe and they stuck with Vlade Divac
And we dont lada de da I'm convertin' the people
Shout old bitches go Hail Mary when I throw that D-Route
Haha. Now keep out. Me and my whole team out
And I'm as high as Deion. Feet is headed to the house

 

[fox69]

"Beautiful Bliss"
(feat. Melanie Fiona, J. Cole)

"Beautiful Bliss"
(feat. Melanie Fiona, J. Cole)



[Chorus:]
[Melanie Fiona:]
Babe, you know it gets no better than this,
It's like sunshine on a rainy day,
It's like a, "How could you take me away?"
"Take me away."
"Away."
It's a beautiful bliss.
[Wale:]
When you feel like this (beautiful bliss)
When you spill out hits (beautiful bliss)
When you fly as a bitch
And you ride with tits
And you aint bothered a bit now baby.

Fresh out the airport
Fresh out the tan with the clippers
Like Sean Lippet thinking, hmm
I'm trying to get it like Sean get it
If lord giveth a mill and a milf like skibbit
Its slight blemishes and life system
But I'm giving it foundation when I write lyric
That anvil night hard mine is bright knickers
Maybe not quite the star but my hearts in it
When Brett Hart meet Brett Favre
A sharp shooter well exceeding any figure four
You see my figure more or less stick some more
On your vest then my larynx and lungs and this voice I project
My pro-ject is like what pros inject
And niggas so fly I should be droved in jets
It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke
You see them boys sign me to the 'Scope, right?

[Chorus]

[J. Cole:]
I fall whole to the real they wanna' know just how it feel
Who woulda thought a lil' nigga from the ville could get a deal
And tell them niggas at the top we want yo spot we are for real
And yet we heard you got it locked but like them socks we on your heels
So you best be on your toes nigga
Especially on your flows nigga
'Cause man they keep on checking for me especially all your hoes nigga
Catch me on your doorstep
You see me let me in
All I wanna' do is eat
I'm like the freaky lesbian
Know all I wanna' do is ball on TV knee ESPN
They heard I'm bout to blow so all my enemies say, "Let's be friends."
And all these rappers know just where I'm 'bout to go so catch me then
Where all the girls that we knew scream, "Fuck you"
Gon' let me in
I'm definitely in a class of my own
And dinner with Hov
Hoping that he pass the baton
He just pass the Patron
And he aint givin' dog is earned
If you just live in dog you learn
I let you niggas see the light
I'm like the prison yard I yearn
For that living large but mama I aint done yet
Sit back and watch your son rise
Kick back and know your son set
Forever I aint run yet
And never will
Nas told me life's a bitch
Pac said, "Fuck the world and I aint come yet."
You up yet?
My punchlines like gut checks
I'm raw dog
I'm rough sex
I'm on deck
I'm up next
I'm godbless
I'm success
So fuck stress
You can get the fuck from around me
And if you listening know you wondering
Where the fuck they found me
Im from the ville boy
(Ay Wale, good looking.)

[Chorus]

Another day up in my ES
Wish it was an LS
But e-lastic is my wallet
Fuck it
I don't be stressed like relaxed muscles
Your feedback aint flexing
Then you can keep it running
Like a muffler
When we not in summer
They like A list actors
They not no stunners
Too much practice now for me to malfunction
So any beat that function
I breathe on and puncture
Leave it like a female Dijon a puncture
Waiting showing you her beauty if she's naked
It's like the view of a paintin' or a lakehead
This shits how beautiful my day is
Peep me how I'm raising up the capital for Nathan
Capital I'm raising like I'm through punctuating
Or shift keys or it I placement 'cause
Shift the keys get your capital raised up
(Mother fucker)

[Chorus]

(Ha, yeah. Bump it, bump it. To my beautiful, uhh. This is my beautiful, uhh.
This is my beautiful, uhh. Attention Deficit. Yeaa'. This is my beautiful, uhh.
This is my beautiful, uhh. This is my beautiful, uhh.)

 

[fox69]

"Bedrock Freestyle"

"Bedrock Freestyle"



She got that good good
She Michael Jackson bad
So hit me with them cuffs Jackson yea

And I don't have to ask
Shorty gon give it to me
And now we high
I got more green than grounds keeper willy

Home girl now don't be silly
Let's come up to my city
They ask about me
My kick game be making FIFA envy
See that belly that ain't mine
If out of line
Had a woman bust it taking that matter right

I be getting scratched
So I must ask now wheres the calamine
And pussy is the shit but that don't mean I'm feening paper ya'll
Damn I'm fry
And I'm gone
She alright
Oh she gone
Please sugar don't come alone
And don't you bring your camera phone

I believe in prophecy
I beleive in honesty
That lieing on they jimmy
On they twiter right and I will see

I'm modest, and humble
My polo got no logos
Mr packy now I'm packing
Your vagina shall be kodo

I can party and I know 2-1-0
So whore hard and go go
Need a girl whos tryna ball
Cause I don't know we bag a logo

You is lofing no B.S.ing
Second guessing ever me
Never agree with that message
They say nothings ever free

Shit cause I'm an F-ing theft
Pop a pill
Get some tree
Get a glass and put chris on, yea
Just like mr. C, oh

No big baby
So give it baby
I'm verra waggin
No isn't baby

Don't mean to be impatient
But you should be in pagents
I got more hoes that tiger
Word to saget

I got that ganja itch
Loud addition purple patch
And bring some roll up
Bring a movie
Bring your friend
I got the mattress
Bring some cheedos
Bring some gum
And when you done I'll call that cab
And if you pay for that yourself
I promise I'm a call you back

All you bad
And all you cute
And I'm in awe
From all you do

But if I went and convolute
Do you think I would have called it to

Now though
Audible
Think I need another play
Let me call that hotel
She can't know where my mother stay

Now I'm straight
Let's consummate
Your girlfriend want to follow
She said kiss me on my lips if you wanna know how her vagina tastes

Ok, let me do it
Guess I see it's my turn
Ya'll wife and white knight her
I try to one night her
Heart break
I serve
To MCs that don't lie good

They think they bring that pain
Well I am percaset and vicodine
You work the bitch
I'm ballin
Something foreign
You get close but no cigar
Like the footballers from new orleans
I'm a manning
I'm a mansions
Or the Hamptons
We just went there
Put that lamp in
I'm in the middle of a bad bitch sandwich, yea
And they all lettuce
You all ketchup
And all this feta (cheese)
This time we all relish

And ya'll don't know no beef
This smourgus board is portabella
All I bump is Rockefeller
Rock nation

D.C., We propelling
You know I am not gon stop
I don't need no single
Like I'm only serving 20 rocks

No change
I won't Change
Fat drill
No bass
Three tits
Go head
Break a leg
Do what you must do
But while Like mr. Fiji in Hiku

Ya'll ain't fly
Ya'll ain't cool
Got shit dropped out, don't recoup
And I don't make no bed rock
I turn that mattress to a pool, Biotch

Ooh Baby,
I Be Stuck To You, (hey)
Like Glue Baby, (like)
Wanna Spend It All On You, (I want it to feel like my song)
Baby, (hey)
My Room Is The G Spot,
Call Me Mr. Flintstone,
I Can Make Your Bed Rock
I-I-I I Can Make Your Bed Rock (Hey)
I-I-I I Can Make Your Bed Rock Girl (hey rock nation what's up)
I-I-I I Can Make Your Bed Rock (young money what's up,
Rock nation what's up)
I-I-I I Can Make Your Bed Rock (let's go)