LaLa Challenge Video (MV)

Come on
Sit down in here and get comfortable
Place your head on the mat
Place your feet to the sky
What you think about that?

Everybody trappin', everybody hard
Everybody f*ckin', everybody broad
Niggas slayin' bitches, all the women bored
Paint your nails and stroke that pussy cat 'til I'm off tour
One in ten is gangsta (what's up then nigga?)
Hardest in the yard (what's up? Do somethin', what's up, what's up, what's up?)
Two of ten gon' tango, rest of y'all is fraud
People of the land, won't you take my hand?
Come inside these walls, hundred round applause
Step out the car like the bad girl and pause the beat (ooh)
Stop the world, give it a twirl when I move my feet, make sacred ground
'Cause you brown don't mean you down (no, no, no, no, no)
'Cause you white don't mean you right
'Cause I'm lost don't mean you found (uh)

I got the sauce like Italians
Digital love don't mean shit to me
Bitch I can tell you a catfish (no, no)
Came from the bottom, trained how to spot 'em
Stayin' on my toes
Came from the slaves and the share croppers
Sang with vibrato, hang with some thugs
That be changin' some diapers still don't take shit
Take aim at your collar, pow
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ah-hah
One to the head, now you know he dead
My daily routine consists of making sure everybody fed
So I could never love a bitch
that's givin' everybody headphones, on perpetual (oh-oh)
Lock in all your perpetrators (uh)
Auntie taught your third graders (uh)
Cousin probably served your neighbors
Nigga, what you need?
Take you up like the elevator
Escalation, sacrifice, determination

Yeah, um
Ayy, y'all still got that falcon special? No
What the f*ck you mean you ain't got the spalcon special, man?
Alright, never mind
Let me get a ten piece nuclear, extra wet
And don't have my fries soggy
Last time I came here my fries was extra f*ckin' soggy
Y'all rice fresh?
Aw, hell nah, you hesitated
Man, anyway, let me get a ten piece lemon pepper, extra crispy
Another ten piece
Man, bitch, I want half and half
Barbecue, don't forget the fries
Oh, lemon pepper, half mild, wet
Add an extra fry too
'Cause y'all be skimpin'
I don't wanna hear none of that shit like y'all did last time, for real
Ayy, add a twenty piece teriyaki
Oh yeah, don't forget any my drinks either

Voodoo man, chicken, bomb, fish scale
If you don't leave now, you will never get there
Tried to go legit, but that shit ain't sit well
I done tried to split your wig, but don't split hairs
My bitch thick, good hair and good skin care
Call the other line and dip, my clothes drip well
Probably 'cause of promises that don't get here
I'ma talk to God so much when I get there

One time, one time for your baby moms
Two time for the hand in the candy jar
Holy Ghost showed up in my favorite thong
Three times in the car for the way we are
Another white man scared, another black man dead
Another rich man war, another red man bled
I been writing this album down way too long
When I drop my shit, pray it hit the toilet like

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