I don't know
man,
Just feels like, we're a lot different, kinda feels like, we're on a whole different page right now.
It feels strange but uh, I guess it's kinda like, it's kinda like...
I feel like I'm morphing into something that's so incredible that I'm dwarfing, all competitors.
Better get your girlfriend in check.
Just feels like, we're a lot different, kinda feels like, we're on a whole different page right now.
It feels strange but uh, I guess it's kinda like, it's kinda like...
I feel like I'm morphing into something that's so incredible that I'm dwarfing, all competitors.
Better get your girlfriend in check.
It's
psychological warfare. Endorphin side affect.
His self esteem shatters his dialect.
His self esteem shatters his dialect.
Comes blasting
out your deck, "she loves me".
Such passion you'd expect this sort of reaction from her.
Such passion you'd expect this sort of reaction from her.
Yet, you strong
arm.
You're fucking corny. You try to turn your charm on.
You're fucking corny. You try to turn your charm on.
'cause you just
think your bishop, the Don Juan.
But if you think that you're fucking with me, homie you're on one.
I'm cocking my head back like, "Ed Lover. C'mon son. She's on my Johnson.
She brings my name up constant." Your boys are like, "She's fucking with dude. She wants him."
Oh boy you better get a clue, she's on my dick 'cause I spit better than you. What you expect her to do?
How you expect her to act in the sack when she's closing her eyes, fantasizing of digging her nails in my back to this track.
Seduction, seduce. Ain't nobody who's as good at what I do
'Cause one minute she loves you, the next she don't
She's been stolen from you
Seduction, seduce. Ain't nobody who's as good at what I do
'Cause one minute she loves you, the next she don't
She's been stolen from you
She sitting there getting liquored up at the bar.
She says it's quicker to count the things that ain't wrong with you than to count the things that are.
There's a seven disc CD changer in her car, and I'm in every single slot, and you're not. Aww.
I'm the logo on the Dallas cowboy helmet.
The star, and I'm not about to sit back and just keep rhyming one syllable. Aww.
Switch it up, and watch them haters not give it up 'cause ya just not good enough.
Well I'm not giving up til I get my respect, and I won't stop til I get enough,
'cause I'm not living up to my own expectations. Aww.
That hater alarm is sounding off, that Obama took the bomb from my name. Aww.
So quit crying that I took your dame, homie she's my dame. Aww.
You sadly mistaking if you thinking that I'm not on my game, boy.
And things just ain't been the same since the day that I came forth.
You wear your heart on your sleeve. I sport that white tank boy.
But you got a hard on for me. What you hollering my name for?
It's your bitch on my dick. Ain't my dang fault. Man, I can't call it.
Seduction, seduce. Ain't nobody who's as good at what I do
'Cause one minute she loves you, the next she don't
She's been stolen from you
Seduction, seduce. Ain't nobody who's as good at what I do
'Cause one minute she loves you, the next she don't
She's been stolen from you
It's like I'm playing lyrical tug of war with your ear.
But if you think that you're fucking with me, homie you're on one.
I'm cocking my head back like, "Ed Lover. C'mon son. She's on my Johnson.
She brings my name up constant." Your boys are like, "She's fucking with dude. She wants him."
Oh boy you better get a clue, she's on my dick 'cause I spit better than you. What you expect her to do?
How you expect her to act in the sack when she's closing her eyes, fantasizing of digging her nails in my back to this track.
Seduction, seduce. Ain't nobody who's as good at what I do
'Cause one minute she loves you, the next she don't
She's been stolen from you
Seduction, seduce. Ain't nobody who's as good at what I do
'Cause one minute she loves you, the next she don't
She's been stolen from you
She sitting there getting liquored up at the bar.
She says it's quicker to count the things that ain't wrong with you than to count the things that are.
There's a seven disc CD changer in her car, and I'm in every single slot, and you're not. Aww.
I'm the logo on the Dallas cowboy helmet.
The star, and I'm not about to sit back and just keep rhyming one syllable. Aww.
Switch it up, and watch them haters not give it up 'cause ya just not good enough.
Well I'm not giving up til I get my respect, and I won't stop til I get enough,
'cause I'm not living up to my own expectations. Aww.
That hater alarm is sounding off, that Obama took the bomb from my name. Aww.
So quit crying that I took your dame, homie she's my dame. Aww.
You sadly mistaking if you thinking that I'm not on my game, boy.
And things just ain't been the same since the day that I came forth.
You wear your heart on your sleeve. I sport that white tank boy.
But you got a hard on for me. What you hollering my name for?
It's your bitch on my dick. Ain't my dang fault. Man, I can't call it.
Seduction, seduce. Ain't nobody who's as good at what I do
'Cause one minute she loves you, the next she don't
She's been stolen from you
Seduction, seduce. Ain't nobody who's as good at what I do
'Cause one minute she loves you, the next she don't
She's been stolen from you
It's like I'm playing lyrical tug of war with your ear.
You hear it
girl, come here.
Put your ear up to the speaker, dear, while I freak this world premier.
Put your ear up to the speaker, dear, while I freak this world premier.
Seducing her.
Loosing up with a little freestyle that'll wait, am I losing you?
Loosing up with a little freestyle that'll wait, am I losing you?
Am I making you
look bad?
Well I got news for ya, homie, ya losing her.
Well I got news for ya, homie, ya losing her.
Oh wait, she
don't like when I spit it fast.
Am I trying to show her how? Let me slow it down some.
Am I trying to show her how? Let me slow it down some.
It's still
gonna be a blow out.
You're gonna wanna throw out your whole album.
Rummage through the shit, and try to salvage something to see if you can save any of it,
Punk but none of it's fucking with me. Prick, you really feeling that bullshit?
You think you killing them syllables. Quit playing.
You're gonna wanna throw out your whole album.
Rummage through the shit, and try to salvage something to see if you can save any of it,
Punk but none of it's fucking with me. Prick, you really feeling that bullshit?
You think you killing them syllables. Quit playing.
These beats
ain't nothing to fool with.
They call me Fire Marshall. I shut the shit down.
Your entire arsenal is not enough to fuck with one round.
I am also the opposite of what you are like.
They call me Fire Marshall. I shut the shit down.
Your entire arsenal is not enough to fuck with one round.
I am also the opposite of what you are like.
You are
microcosm of what the fuck I am on the mic.
I am awesome and you are just aww struck. She's love stricken.
She's got her jaw stuck, from sucking my dick. Aww Fuck.
Seduction, seduce. Ain't nobody who's as good at what I do
'Cause one minute she wants you, the next she don't.
I am awesome and you are just aww struck. She's love stricken.
She's got her jaw stuck, from sucking my dick. Aww Fuck.
Seduction, seduce. Ain't nobody who's as good at what I do
'Cause one minute she wants you, the next she don't.
She's been
stolen from you.
So don't you seduce at what I do.
So don't you seduce at what I do.
'cause one
minute she wants you, the next she don't.
She's been stolen from you...
Seduction, seduce. Ain't nobody who's as good at what I do
'Cause one minute she wants you, the next she don't.
She's been stolen from you...
Seduction, seduce. Ain't nobody who's as good at what I do
'Cause one minute she wants you, the next she don't.
She's been
stolen from you.
So don't you seduce at what I do.
So don't you seduce at what I do.
'cause one
minute she wants you, the next she don't.
She's been stolen from you.
She's been stolen from you.
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