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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dajuan Walker
Dajuan Walker
Songwriter
Armani Keegan
Armani Keegan
Songwriter

Lyrics

(Ill figure, figure, figure)
Yeah, you let her see skills, she's got a degree
With my piece for this flow (You know)
Yeah, guess who, motherfucker?
Mister Suga Free up to the ball pit
No, no, I checked my receipt, I didn't buy any of your bullshit
Ha-ha, you will taste seaweed when you mention me
I'm smiling 'cause I know karma gon' bitch-slap your ass eventually
But I'm cool, I'm cool
Bitch, I would kick you in the pussy
But I'm scared I'm gon' lose my shoe
Royal Rock, AKA Dewine (Yo, Speedy)
When I said I'd always be there for you
Bitch, I didn't realize you'd be so needy
Don't undermine my morale
She crazy and just when you think
You reached the bottom of the craziness
There's a crazy underground garage
(Free, free)
Motherfucker, if you didn't know that
Engaging in any sexual position other than missionary
Is illegal in Washington, D.C., right past us
I hate a hurt-ass bitch, a fake-ass bitch
They tell me-ass bitch, y'all should get together
And be a quiet-ass bitch
This woman is useless (This woman)
She's always tanking, drunken and falling down
This man is so useless
But I still love him and I'ma hold him down
This woman is useless (This woman)
She's always tanking, drunken and falling down
This man is so useless
But I still love him and I'ma hold him down
'Cause she on the rise
Camille Cosby should be the portrait look
Of knowing they husband get a lil' pussy on the side
Talking on the beat
How the fuck Bill Cosby locked up
And Harvey Weinstein still walking the streets?
(Damn)
I'm the new drug (Take this)
(You'll see through quicker)
Big dummy had every bitch in America wearing a Me Too sticker
Tattoo, from a penny to a nickel, dime to a quarter
Armani, God says you lose your fam, he'll grant you another
Run the bar, don't drop it, don't blow it
It's a high percentage of dumb **** out there
Paying child support for kids that ain't theirs
And that bitch know it
(The meek)
A fool and his money will soon part, and I trust it
Party advice (Corpus Christi)
What? That means the body of Christ
Fucking a dying man and a follower
Bitch, quit smoking that shit, you getting smaller
Bitch, I could care less
Or I'ma change it to I could care short
If beaks could fly, your motherfucking mouth would be an airport
This woman is useless (This woman)
She's always tanking, drunken and falling down
This man is so useless
But I still love him and I'ma hold him down
This woman is useless (This woman)
She's always tanking, drunken and falling down
This man is so useless
But I still love him and I'ma hold him down
Oh, ha-ha
Fell all off into your ass
Armani from Macramento
(L.V. heels)
NutraSweet, Ghost, Speedy, Suga-Suga
Ha, put my own, na-na-na-na-na-na, tattoo
Written by: Armani Keegan, Dajuan Walker
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