Joe Budden
Joe Budden - Bet Cypher 2009 Part 1 songtekst
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[Nicki Minaj:] Call Me Dracular Cause All I Do is Count Chips Your Money Minnie. I Ain't Talking Bout The Mouse Trick! These girls running like I just threw the bouquet They Know I'm Headed to the Top Like a Tu pay Now All The Bums Is Wondering Where I Be's At You ain't a barbie; it's NONE of ya freaking q bees' wax These Little Rappers I Can See Them in My Dash Cam I kno dey grochie like oscar up out da trash can I'm On Stage; You Can Sit in The Crowd I Be Up in Layer Jets; Take a left at the cloud (Haha) I think She Need the hymlack she's the Chokin' Type. She Gets No Burn. No Smoking Sign (Yea!) Metaphor Heaven So They Approve Nicki Like my Credit Score 7 Mac &need cheese, steak fried chicken da guts And I'm killing deas bitches; mike vickin' it up; YEA [Joe Budden:] Wanna talk about bars, mine leave it be Never needed an A&R, mine needed me It's 1 thing in this world I can't stomachs a fake You tryna stop what ain't come with a brake Some of ya'll made a mistake Some of ya'll been deprived ain't seen the skill Just got the truck customized, got a meaner grill Told baby just being real leave her Get balls in your mouth, I spoke to her like Serena Will Top back, top cats get a beating Saying you're the best, should stop it, it's misleading Cause I might cock back to get even It's not a wet dream, you just getting shot at while you sleeping Feeling like the game can't be weaker It's why, homie rarely do the cameos and features I'm good with my insanity and fevers Cause Pac looking from heaven saying "They ain't understand me neither" Wanna play it ain't worth it Maybe why I'm feeling like 'Ye, you prolly won an award, but you ain't deserve it Circa 01 homeboy, he a vet Leave em deep regrets like they Tila Tequila's neck You past your prime, I ain't spit ether yet You need a major, I just need an ethernet Word on the street I made the OG's be upset Cause I'm a student of the game, not a teacher's pet