Performed By: Kwame
Produced By: Kanye West
Mixed & Mastered By: Damien Launay

Lyrics:
I'm just wearin' a gucci hat, what you staring at?/
I'm a mac who keep his swagger intact/
Matter fact, slap yo ass for not showing wit my cash/
Me and my ladies was spose to go out and have a blast/
Hit the streets of Fifth Ave/
Watch niggas get mad as I pull money out my money bag/
It's kinda funny how people act when your money's at/
A level that they peepin/
So they come seeking/
Real frequent like it's a sequence/
I know, I know, I know, I know that you need this/
But you disturbing my bliss/
That's why my windows is tint/
I keep that endo, a spliff/
Maybe you can get a hit/
....but I really doubt it/
Cause you niggas is lousy, my game fresher than Downy/
So don't doubt thee/
B/c I come through with that heat and this headband strain got me feelin like LeBron James/
Dunkin on you lames/
Switchin through the lanes like Ginobili/
I gave my girl the stick, now she calling me Obi.. Wan Kenobi/
Don't talk to me dawg I swear you don't wanna know me/
Cause I hold heat/
Not on my side hip, but in my tonuge a bit/
And the skill will leave ya bottom lip Bubba Gump with the shrimp/
And yo chick movin at the hip, dawg I'm a pimp/
Mackin' back relaxin' drinkin a fifth/
You tell me what it is

Keep a bit, I always keep a bit/
Cause I need a hit, to calm down a lick(x2)

And that's word to ya mother in this shit/
Too old for childish tricks, Danny Glover in this bitch/
Too over my last chick/
She just won't quit, now it's time to split/
OFF/
Causally in my black ass camry/
With my black ass doing black ass things/
Hopin' the police don't batter me/
Nigga why is you mad at me?/
You just happened to be the first mouse at the trap with cheese/
While I was at the hive buzzing like a bee/
High as I be, they can't see me/
I got the glasses on like Stevie/
I'm with the goodyear blimp/
2014, Kwame was named the Goodyear Pimp

Kwame - Drive Slow(Remix)

Mobb Deep - Shook Ones Pt.2 (Damien & Kwame Freestyle)

Just a freestyle I spat a little while ago.
Lyrics are as follows:

Ugh
I invite you to sit back and relax
And listen to a freestyle
By ya nigga Kwame, he's finna freak wild

Ya, finna get my deek on
Freak-a-deek-a-leek and I always freak strong
U know I always keep a strong hit of that thing out of the bong
I got the cops asking me "what's wrong?"
I can do this shit all night long
Damn nigga, you think you hard?
You think you got the game figured out?
Well I just got the checkmate, and I flex straight
Whenever I'm in the building
And I'm off hurting bitches feelings
Hello, it's Kwame
And I brought the bomb hay
With a little bit of bombay
Now nigga what you say?
I got the gun at the crib
I can show you how I live
I'm not about the gunplay actually
But you know I keep a sharp shank
I got bars harder than Shaw-Shank
Tryna get my redemption
When I come up in yo building flexing
Then I'm mixing these niggas like tex mex's
Then I'm getting with they best friends best friends
Then takin them all out to the west end
Then getting them in my bedren
Me and my bredren
Fit tight together like gloves on OJ Simpson
I'm a pimp and
Walkin with a limp and
Talking faster than a Olympian
Got diamonds that's yella
Like the Simpsons
No I didn't go to Princeton
But at least I'm not in Prison

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