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MadKem
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Whatever Works
You've been rocking with a nigga on a low Don't act like you don't know I was broke, no student loans We writing all these rhymes, when I leave ain't coming home I be headed to the bank, my hood, just said I'm putting on I holla back like alright to you, alright Whatever works, well alright You gotta get it, gotta get back to the dough, alright To you, well alright, whatever works, alright You gotta get it, get back to the dough
Fuck that nigga, paint the Sistine Chapel Yeah, tell him that you back up in the mix So go forward to whatever may have you get Tell him that you got it sure
Crossing and talk, foes is praying, I stop, no What it is I got I'm still painting Picassos I was a snot nose, I'm crafting that flow I said I could do this shit only Phil, me, and God know Back in the mix you know my fam is totting on me From the South stories like breaking touch everywhere from here to Long Beach See that I'm here, let the flow speed, done hurt to the lips See that y'all weak, see that I'm coming to a slow creep You bet that I'm shutting shit down Bet you ain't listening, want a round Bet when I catch rep that I got next in check This shit chess when I play, yeah, didn't call me G then fuck with me Go ahead, tell the people what I want The way that I'm balling you see that it's over You don't wanna stop me, man You mayhem on a nigga that's about to say go, let's go
Fuck that nigga, paint the Sistine Chapel Yeah, tell him that you back up in the mix So go forward to whatever may have you get Tell him that you got it sure
You've been rocking with a nigga on a low Don't act like you don't know Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com I was broke, no student loans We writing all these rhymes, when I leave ain't coming home I be headed to the bank, my hood, just said I'm putting on I holla back like alright to you, alright Whatever works, well alright You gotta get it, gotta get back to the dough, alright To you, well alright, whatever works, alright You gotta get it, get back to the dough
Hey girl, whatever it is that works You know I'm with that kind of shit Fame for the beats, time out, that rap money I wanna be counting in I see you out there tryina flip them bricks I'm working this 16 tryina live this dream, tryina pull out that illest shit Y'all with the good, clean, tell me if this hit me Shout out, drop, cook it up one time Niggas gonna copy, gonna get it but I'm not We set up shop and I swear we'll be fun show I got this on, you know this rap shit's mine Nigga, back up, I stepped it out while you niggas dead beat or facts up Miscellaneous figures, talking accounts, Fiji M, Jay Tight Creepy lil' niggas wanna be me, Angelou, you see, go
Fuck that nigga, paint the Sistine Chapel Yeah, tell him that you back up in the mix So go forward to whatever may have you get Tell him that you got it sure
You've been rocking with a nigga on a low Don't act like you don't know I was broke, no student loans We writing all these rhymes, when I leave ain't coming home I be headed to the bank, my hood, just said I'm putting on I holla back like alright to you, alright Whatever works, well alright You gotta get it, gotta get back to the dough, alright To you, well alright, whatever works, alright You gotta get it, gotta get back to the dough
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