I just wanna let you know
I just wanna tell you something one time
Teach you a lesson
Class
Everybody
Put your pencils down
And listen to this
Mmmm
Da da da da
Mmmm
Ay ay
Never finished school
I look like a professor
Never needed glasses
I like seeing lesser, yeah
I put my blinders up, blinders up
I look pretty different standing next to your thots
I write your thoughts
Without a thought
I be dancing on my own time
You be doing lines
Thats fine
Ay I don't need a friend
I know who I am
I'm the man
With the master plan
You can call me
Space jam
In and out
In and out
Back and forth
Up and down
Baby you could have it, it's yours
It's yours
Baby you could have it it's yours, yeah
She's on your arm for the night
Baby I don't need to put up a fight
Ain't no wars in here
Wars in here
It's whores in here
Whores in here
Studio hoes
Studio hoes
I ain't got no drama with no studio hoes
When I get on the mic I go and I go and I go and I go and I go and I go
They call me one take tina
One break nina
And I sell you spliffs
Get it for my nina
Nina
Keep that thang on me cuz you never know when a bitch gonna pop off
Ay ay
I got shot almost
Hit the block
I lost
A couple pounds
Ain't eat in a week
Ain't sleep all week
Ay, go crazy go stupid go dumb
Get the girls
Bring them back home
Make them come
Cuz you're so fire so hot so sweet
Yeah you're so charming but you're looking at me
Ay they see the way you stare at me
You lovin me
You f*ck with me
I know it
They know it
You know it
Lets go boy
Don't blow it
We got time
We got money
We got rhymes
Make a couple hits
And we take another line
Bring me to the studio
Bring me to the studio
Take me to your studio
Boy i go ay
Got no drama with no studio hoes
I love my studio hoes
I love my studio hoes
Ay ay ay ay
I love my studio hoes
Girl shit