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Song: | Speed Up |
Album: | Wonderland | Genres: | |
Year: | | Length: | 220 sec |
Lyrics:
(Verse 1)
How should I just start this Maybe start by saying That I'm flyer than a partridge Or that I have more ink on Than a Kinkos printer cartridge Or that my fuckin music Is the hottest on the market Oh shit Here I go again No Walter White Don't say my name Or I'll blow out your brains Automatic leave a stain Evidence won't leave a strain Hop in the jeep to grab the bleach Ain't talkin Charlemagne Dame All you do is talk But it's just hard for me to listen hun Prolly cuz I'm laughing at these rappers That I'm shitting on Kraven's up next Go ask the people who they’re bidding on I can't see you hater It's my face your girlfriend sitting on
(Chorus)
My plug gon front me more He said I'm selling too fast
My baby girl keep getting sore She said I'm fuckin too fast
My momma say I work too hard She said I'm moving too fast
My haters hating more and more They say I'm blowin too fast
They want me to slow down So I just Speed up Speed up Speed up
They want me to slow down So I just Speed up Speed up Speed up
(Verse 2)
Just got in the lab I know for sure this mic Remember me Three years since I fucked my ex I know that bitch remember me Three months since I met with Flock I know that's mans remember me I touch down in Wisconsin Best believe my town remembers me
Dismember me you cannot You faker than some henna Yah I met bitch named Jenna Then Jen introduced McKenna Together they turn to sinners It's winter I'm no beginner The pussy's what's served for dinner So wet turn rapper to swimmer Bitches I just want three Like I'm Jimmer Kraven with the dope Got junkies runnin like a sprinter My girl suckin my wood She bout to give herself a splinter We'll see who's fuckin laughing When your floatin down the river
(Chorus)
My plug gon front me more He said I'm selling too fast
My baby girl keep getting sore She said I'm fuckin too fast
My momma say I work too hard She said I'm moving too fast
My haters hating more and more They say I'm blowin too fast
They want me to slow down So I just Speed up Speed up Speed up
They want me to slow down So I just Speed up Speed up Speed up
(Verse 3)
Twenty body bags Full of drugs in my basement I'm a don Carry on When I'm conversating All you bitches basic I see you all need a facelift Half you rappers want a feature Young boy you got to pay shit
Money's what I'm chasing You out dated on some late shit I know I'm ahead of my class Sit back and just laugh While being patient I snorted cane inside my room And now I'm steady pacing My heart is racing I'm headed for the top Until I drop
(Chorus)
My plug gon front me more He said I'm selling too fast
My baby girl keep getting sore She said I'm fuckin too fast
My momma say I work too hard She said I'm moving too fast
My haters hating more and more They say I'm blowin too fast
They want me to slow down So I just Speed up Speed up Speed up
They want me to slow down So I just Speed up Speed up Speed up
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