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- IDK Santa Monica Blvd 歌词
- IDK
- Ayy
Uh-huh uh uh uh uh
Woah woah woah
Now I'm switching up my energy Ayy
My enemies Ayy
Feel like I got hundreds of 'em right
No no no love from me woo
Y'all n***as ain't in the streets Ayy
Y'all n***as is industry
Y'all n***as fake ministry Ayy
Y'all n***as just sin and preach right
No deal I like the breach
I call up my lawyer like Nevermind
They playin' with all of these n***as'
And b***hes' money but n-n-n-nevermind
B***h I could probably never rhyme
And still be a million up up
I only spend money on her if I know she the truth
Just to keep it a buck right
You play with me once and you dumped
The s**t that I say when I'm done
You know I'm ignorant
I'm at my house party actin'
Tellin' my guests that I don't use the
Then turn around and I do it again
Act like a saint who am I to pretend
Askin' the Lord to forgive all my sins
But my fingers crossed behind my back with a grin
I sin and I sin b***h I feel like the bucks
I win I win again and again
Again and again now they tellin' they friends
I don't know who my friends
They like to pretend
Please leave your name and phone number after the beep
'Cause they couldn't see me going very far
Now I be overseas with the mob
B***h I get paid when I pass a bar
But I got no love for the law
I can't remember when I had a job Ayy ayy
Back when they wouldn't build
Now they Bob Ayy ayy
I still got paper tags on my cars Ayy ayy
Now I got golfers f**kin' up my lawn hahaha Ayy ayy
Ayy That s**t is annoying
Ayy I'm picking my poison
Ayy You cry to the barrel
Ayy While my lobster is boiling
Ayy I'm tryna avoid 'em
Ayy But they keep on comin' for me
Where they at
Ayy DMX what they wantin' from me
In the back
Ayy BMX I ain't stuntin' for free
Never that
Ayy On my mama my mama deceased
Make 'em
Ayy So you know that it's truth when I speak
That's a fact
Ayy Matador I ain't runnin' from beef
Mike Tyson that's why my hunger so deep
I replied ain't no love in the streets
Also there wasn't no love in my home
So only get love when it's comin' from me preach
I sin and I sin b***h I feel like the bucks
I win I win again and again
Again and again now they tellin' they friends
I don't know who my friends they like to pretend
Santa Monica boulevard I can't amen
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