MUSÈ- Blowed (Remix)

Teachin.m4a

lyrics: 
 
HOOK: 

Diamonds and baguettes all on my neck 
I tell yo Nigga come rip Em off 

Put me up in the bed 
And start doing the most I’m like a rocket we popping off 

Pussy so good 
He flip me over 
The Nigga gone call that shit super soft 

Swinging my hips from the left to right 
He say 
I got me Stupid walk 

PLAYAA: 
He say I got me 
A stupid walk 

Lemme just walk it off 

Bitches so dizzy 
These bitches be goofing off 

Look at yo maekup the mug is still slipping off 

Ion fuck wit MAC 
Send me a gift card 

You 
see 
I 
don’t give no fucks 

Speaking on playaa will get a hoe touched 
Trynna get active you poppin or what 

Yo word play 
Never get me up

Bitches be cracking it 
lemme just can it 

Saving every new bitch 
Super man ing 
Fly in the air 
like im shooting a cannon 

Get out my classroom I’m hosting 
Nick cannon 

Nxgga im just to bad 
I see yo bitch to mad 

I like to walk up on water like Jesus 
Lil baby cause I am just to fab

Bitches be dissing like to bad 
Bitches be dissing like who dat 

I might just have a confession cause 
Bitch it’s so crazy my mind is the problem cause I’m neva shooting no blank

JUKU: 

got em like oh damn who that over there 
she put that shit on and she got sum nice hair 
i see other bitches but i do not care 
just wait till you see all this ass when it’s bare 

when they see me coming they hold a pose 
i guess somebody should’ve told these hoes 
i shit on these bitches by puttin on clothes 
and dont fw bitches who don’t follow code 

soundclouds finest 
they can’t see me in the slightest 
don’t care bout opinions you bitches be biased 
pull up in shit that you bitches can’t ride iin 
can’t keep a nigga her pussy the driest 

tell a bitch any time any place like i was janet 
ain’t do the cypher cause they know i ran it 
i know when i drop i make bitches panic 
pretty like dorothy came straight outta kansas 

hold up wait 
how you feel cause i feel great 
can’t argue wit bitches who name hold no weight 
ain’t seen a bitch yet who can fuck wit my face 
i see that they likin the way my name taste 

mansion i’m waking up in a masion 
turn fake on me say hello to the cannon 
bitches all on me no air they be fannin 
too busy winnin i know they can’t stand it 

damn why do these bitches do anything just to keep itching for stamps 
tell i’m champ 
tell em im better than dem 
tell em im the illest in the camp 
tell em im chewin these bitches i’m eating these bitches they suckin me i am a vamp 
they do not want it cause ima be the first one who gone pull out my ass and show out like a tramp 

harajuku hyphen tyra 
keepin these bitches inspired 
they couldn’t fuck wit me even if i was to let up on bitches and fuckin retire 
don’t know why bitches was thinkin that they was the
one for the job bitch you is fired 
you bitches is best if used by tell em im coming and when i get there all these bitches they time is expired

STUPID WALK

Intro (Prodigy)

RAJATHON INTRO (The Intervention)

STILL (PROD. KEONAMIRI)

Tameka Gotcha Man

here's a scrap from my auntie mixtape "Queen Of Da South"💕

SOUTHSIDE (feat. Ken)

You said I only have myself, pounds of the shelf
sleeping at the shell
 cat like a lynx 
Only have a jinx 
Bad thoughts when I think 
Flashbacks when I blink 
No ring, not picking your phone 
Sent to the voicemail no words coming out 
left by myself no bitch no home 
 shouting to nobody don’t know what I’m about 
walking with my thoughts couldn’t stop all the rain
Pouring down on my neck, so I bought a new chain
All these people keep on changin im just waiting when they gonna switch 
Taking trauma I don’t wanna, driving off the zakim bridge 
living always high since I untied the rope 
Last call closings walls, now the panic 
coming close 
Fast fall, Roam halls, every day a higher dose 
Dead eyes no lies said I only have the smoke 
Said I only have the tears, and the fears, no one hears when I cry 
You disappear, accident when Im close nearby 
Now im climbing trauma tiers
Wanna crash when I steer 
What happened  not clear 
I’m like a good painting smeared 
It’s for the best I don’t know
Too latched on, wrist gash, got blood flow 
Down your to level low, resent grows
We clash, you laugh, hash it out, go with the flow
You said I only have myself, pounds of the shelf
sleeping at the shell
 cat like a lynx 
Only have a jinx 
Bad thoughts when I think 
Flashbacks when I blink 
No ring, not picking your phone 
Sent to the voicemail no words coming out 
left by myself no bitch no home 
 shouting to nobody don’t know what I’m about 


Produced by oceanash

Voicemails

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Intro (Prodigy)

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