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What It Look Like lyrics
He was out of words
exactly what's the problem, man?
It took me lightly like a quiet boost,
another piece of candy from your favorite neighborhood corner store,
surely shoulda sold the weight.
A heavy burden to carry the bare soul slaved, they didn't have the thing to do it.
Can't blame me cause you look,
can't name me cause you shook.
Took over some whip protect state which you can't walk,
fuck around with me more,
make you look like you're white in a Harlem shacking contest.
I hone this to find this so close to the finest fuck,
very ill-mannered don't start with spank.
Tell me what it look like tell me what it is,
Tell me what it look like tell me what it is.
Oh ease up mother fucker take a breath,
who will it be, I'm more than more than less
Oh ease up mother fucker take a breath,
who will it be now, now suggest you take a rest.
Can't say what I will or won't do,
it's just the height, might want to stay on your toes to secure a full view,
for scoop as you contagiously move to assume
why you want to see me feeling the music.
My past is a broken sham
My thoughts are but my guts don't even believe me.
She don't believe me, it's like dude deceive me.
got a whole nother study that I'm constantly feeling,
nothing much that's to ever to such n such,
such so much to clean nuttin but butt nigga I'm rarely touched.
What was I drinking?
What was he thinking?
Tell me what it look like tell me what it is,
Tell me what it look like tell me what it is,
Tell me what it look like tell me what it is,
Tell me what it look like tell me what it is, tell me with it.
I'm sick wit it, I stick wit it
and in the end all these niggas gonna get wit it.
Now tell me what it look like tell me what it is,
Tell me what it look like tell me what it is, tell me with it.
I'm sick wit it I stick wit it
and in the end all these niggas gonna get wit it.
Now tell me what it looks like tell me what it is
Tell me what it looks like tell me what it is
[sit the fuck there ain't no dancing, no dancing]
My tongues is the drum,
my minds a machine,
no, it's grime fantastic extremes
fall victim to the stank tank M16,
sound shot fix fit crease grease they clean.
My tongues is the drum,
my minds a machine,
no, it's grime fantastic extremes
fall victim to the stank tank M16,
sound shot fix fit crease grease they clean.
Tell me what it look like tell me what it is,
Tell me what it look like tell me what it is,
Tell me what it look like tell me what it is,
Tell me what it look like tell me what it is, tell me with it.
I'm sick wit it, I stick wit it
and in the end all these niggas gonna get wit it.
Now tell me what it look like tell me what it is,
Tell me what it look like tell me what it is,
Tell me what it look like tell me what it is, tell me with it.
I'm sick wit it, I stick wit it
and in the end all these niggas gonna get wit it
wit wit wit wit wit wit wit wit wit wit wit wit wit wit.
I'm sick wit it, I stick wit it
and in the end all these niggas gonna get wit it.
I'm sick wit it, I stick wit it
and in the end all these niggas gonna get wit it
Part of these releases
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- Track 2 on YoYoYoYoYo
- 1 Backyard Betty
- 3 IMC
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- Track 2 on YoYoYoYoYo Instrumentals
- 1 Backyard Betty
- 3 IMC
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