Stroke Of Genius Songtext
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Um pick a nigga better
I could have a picnic with your mothafuckin top 5
If I ain't in it then them 5 guys is straight 8 like 5 guys
Popeyes hot fries doin numbers in the street like hopskotch
I rock everything I'm on I be going hard
I be acting like a fool I be goin off
I jus bought the fuckin top spot like I'm goin paul
Umm, speakin of that ain't no top on my whip
While you poppin your lips got your fox with no top
Givin top in my whip with a tropical beeeeitch
I could have a picnic with your mothafuckin top 5
If I ain't in it then them 5 guys is straight 8 like 5 guys
Popeyes hot fries doin numbers in the street like hopskotch
I rock everything I'm on I be going hard
I be acting like a fool I be goin off
I jus bought the fuckin top spot like I'm goin paul
Umm, speakin of that ain't no top on my whip
While you poppin your lips got your fox with no top
Givin top in my whip with a tropical beeeeitch
I handle hoes u wife that freak broad
I could help you get chur MAC right I'm like the geek squad
I don't fuck with no weed though but I smoke a bummin bitch
Got them starbucks in my pocket that's that mocha on that swiss
Los the dopest hoes be focused on the glow that's on his wrist
If your chick in here make her disapear and put the hocust pocus on your bitch
Pull a rabbit out a hat and make a habbit outta that
That's magic, wala, but your bitch gone that's tragic, nada
You want no friction, that's static
I get my grip on this automatic and it's buhbye
My saliva like lava
Bring the drama to you like obama did osama
Hoes tell me [?] los I'm like you don't believe it
You can call my bluff heres a motherfuckin phone number nigga (ahhh) ............
I could help you get chur MAC right I'm like the geek squad
I don't fuck with no weed though but I smoke a bummin bitch
Got them starbucks in my pocket that's that mocha on that swiss
Los the dopest hoes be focused on the glow that's on his wrist
If your chick in here make her disapear and put the hocust pocus on your bitch
Pull a rabbit out a hat and make a habbit outta that
That's magic, wala, but your bitch gone that's tragic, nada
You want no friction, that's static
I get my grip on this automatic and it's buhbye
My saliva like lava
Bring the drama to you like obama did osama
Hoes tell me [?] los I'm like you don't believe it
You can call my bluff heres a motherfuckin phone number nigga (ahhh) ............
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