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Turn my fucking beat up [x3]
Uh, yeah! We can do anything
Walk everywhere and buy anything! (REEMIX)
Iâll be chilling, I donât worry about anything REEMIX)
Why stop now? I can have everything! (Part 2)
Yeeeah! I can have everything!
Yeeeah! I can have everything!
Yeeeah! I can have everything!
Why stop now? I can have everything!
Find the nearest exit
Everybody better find the nearest exit
See the way I killed very nigga in this bitch
Somebody please tell me where the forensics
Everybody know the God real
Looking like you work in a garage sale
While you hating on one of the greatest
I be in the crib digging in ya momâs tail
Big old bitch â Avatar
I got her sitting on the dick like I handle bar
Shawty like the way I beat it up
Beat the pretty pussy with a battle scar
Let a nigga eat it up like a caviar
Got her buggin now she wanna carry on
YMCMB, gods of this rap shit that we are
But ya girl look like a little amateur
Wednesday night at the Apollo
But itâs okay âcause she got a long neck
And I got a dick size only a giraffe could swallow
Sent her back cause they gonna ask tomorrow
Why baby girl did you have to gargle?
If I could have everything
Do me a favour send me a hundred more bottles
Hahaha
Uh, yeah! We can do anything
Walk everywhere and buy anything!
Iâll be chilling, I donât worry about anything
Why stop now? I can have everything!
Yeah! I can have everything!
Yeah! I can have everything!
Yeah! I can have everything!
Why stop now? I can have everything!
Aye let me re-introduce yaâll to my beautiful twin
Oh my God. MISSYâ¦
It go 3, 4, 5, 6
On this mic I hot spit
This my time, toc-tic
On the chicken not fucking witâ
Hit âem with hits in the head I spitâ¦
This shit is so ridiculous, sick
Missy like no other chick
Now watch how I kill this remix
I slay these crows
Got more lines than cornrows
You ain't on me sea level
Better get on ya tippy toes
Really though, really no
Iâma blow it up like a torpedo
Who am I, you donât know
You can call me the original
Iâm the E-double-LL I-O-T-T donât ever try me on the mic Iâma beast
Eat an emcee like Iâm finna have a feast
You better sit down, have a seat
I can do anything, Missy finna change the game
Yaâll better stay up in ya lane
Now Iâmma just make yâall clap ya hands
Itâs been officially declared that the martian is back in the building
TUNECHI!!!
Man, fuck these niggas
Man, fuck these hoes
T just roll a big long blunt
I smoke that bitch till itâs Muggsy Bogues
I ain't got time for that bitch shit
Glock, automatic, no stick shift
My girl pussy bigger than pig lips
My blunts last longer than friendships
Man, I was on my skateboard
It ain't trickinâ if you got it Iâll pay for it
Holâ up, wait for it
Catch up, like fake blood
My own funeral Iâm late for it
Shout out to my young nigga Ace Hood
Iâm fresh out the can Iâm canned goods
Two handguns, my hands full
Iâm young ill and so mean
Iâm one pill from ODâing
Iâm high hoe, my eyes low like Koreanâs
I pulled up on that [?]
Thugginâ, bumping Golf Wang
Bitch, Iâm higher than Eddie Cane
Tunechi I can have everything
- Album:
- I Am Not a Human Being 2