Damn, there he go again
March fifteenth
Mr. Clean
Mr. Wedding Ring
Never date a treesh, bitch please
I got better things
Mr. Pickin' up the tab and take her home
To get you no pussy
Yea, I could never be
A F one's on my feet
Cuz' I'm broke still
And I love my city from the Ville' to the Oak Cliff
If you a goat, then on this beat, I'll make you road kill
And I'm here to stay, like I just checked into my hotel
Run the bread, run the cheese, run the Rotel
Y'all needa' pay me just to speak, f*ck a phone bill
Pop out to the spot with a MOB, like Capone's here
Actin' tone deaf, shit well let me make my tone clear
I can't have you round' me if you f*ckin' up my mood
You a hater, cuz' I know you ain't got nothin' else to do
Took a long time to have some motion when we move
And every time we steppin' out we got them starin' at us like"Damn, there he go again
There he go again, aw man"
There he go again, there he go again aw man
There he go again, there he go again
There he go again, there he go again, yea
I'm focused on the notes
Y'all been writing jokes
If it ain't about some music
Then I ain't about to go
I need a stack
Need a cabbage patch inside the duffle bag
Shit it is what it is, til it's that
Rock a twenty dollar watch, like a mother f*ckin' Richard
Play the tape and everybody gon' be like"He hard"
I'm from the D, where she gon' ride it screamin"Yee Haw"
And everybody keep a stick, like a tree trunk
It's Texas
In the Mazda, I whip the bitch like it's a Lexus
One Twenty on the Parkway, I'm feelin' reckless
Me and my dogs, goin' hard
Y'all gon' need to fetch this
And they gon' always say this shit for when ever we step in, like"There he go again
There he go again, aw man"
There he go again, there he go again aw man
There he go again, there he go again
There he go again, there he go again, yea