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Song:My Check
Album:Eric B for President: Term 1Genres:Rhythm And Blues
Year:2016 Length:204 sec

Lyricist: Eric Bellinger

Lyrics:

This gon' be your favorite song

All I really wanted was a chance to play the game
I knew one shot is all it would ever take
I'm a 1 of 1 nigga from around the way
Now I'm pulling up to the house inside the gate
I'm on a wave
I wanna shoutout my enemies
All of them doubted me when they said no
You don't know what it did to me
The way I've been putting in work I knew it would happen eventually
The way that my section is glistening
Had to acknowledge the victory
All of these bottles was sent to me
You won't ever ever hear me say we ran out
Even when I'm sitting at my table I stand out
Got my back against the wall hit me with the rotation
Ain't afraid to spend it all yeah if you with the lituation

I could fit your whole phone number in my check
I could build another Majic City with my check
I put on my niggas from the city with my check
She said is it weed and alcohol and I'm like check
She must have heard about my check
Would she really want me if it wasn't for my check?
Look like the lotto wrote my check
I got comma, comma, comma, commas on my check

Money make me happy
Bitch I'm always smiling
All my diamonds water
I look like a island
Put a check on my feet, bitch these ain't no Nikes
Blood all over my karates Giuseppe Zanottis
Y'all niggas really be cheap
I get money in my sleep
Niggas get me shit for free
Bitches gotta pay the fee
Just a one nighter and not a bridal
She want the title I'm with the title
I think my Lambo' might be depressed
'Cause all of the doors is suicidal
I think I need an apology
Look at my stats I'm a prodigy
I can't explain what's inside of me
You can't fuck with the boy niggas tired of me
Shoutout to bitches that's feeling me
I know my ex's is missing me
All the counters be killing me
Somebody broke but it isn't me
I just really had to add a couple rooms to my house
I think I been moving way too fucking fast to slow down
Niggas always in a rush
All we wanna do is ball
She just might just call me Usher
Baby you don't have to call 'cause

I could fit your whole phone number in my check
I could build another Majic City with my check
I put on my niggas from the city with my check
She said is it weed and alcohol and I'm like check
She must have heard about my check
Would she really want me if it wasn't for my check?
Look like the lotto wrote my check
I got comma, comma, comma, commas on my check

On my check, on my check
I got commas on my check like woah
Oh my check, I got commas on my check
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