Remember to think deeply
Yeah, I think I'm ready (Ready)
Pop off like confetti (Fetti)
Y'all lookin' pretty sweaty
That heartbeat can't bump steady
'Cause I'm not ordinary (Ordinary)
I'm very scary (Scary)
Like Dirty Harry (Harry)
And I'm makin' money (Money)
'Cause I'm not a junkie (Junkie)
I am not a baby (Baby)
Suckin' on his thumb-ie (Thumb-ie)
I'm thinkin' deeply
Don't take me for a dummy (Dummy)
I need wealth
Can't leave it on a shelf (Shelf)
All I got's myself (Self)
I don't need help
I can't sell dope
I can't buy a scope (Ain't no way)
That's when I've lost hope
I have to blow up (Blow up)
I have to work (Work)
I might go berserk
I know life hurts
It'll put you in the dirt
Yeah, I think I'm ready (Ready)
Pop off like confetti (Fetti)
Y'all lookin' pretty sweaty
That heartbeat can't bump steady
'Cause I'm not ordinary (Ordinary)
I'm very scary (Scary)
Like Dirty Harry (Harry)
And I'm makin' money (Money)
'Cause I'm not a junkie (Junkie)
I am not a baby (Baby)
Suckin' on his thumb-ie (Thumb-ie)
I'm thinkin' deeply
Don't take me for a dummy (Dummy)
Don't call me a chump
Boy, you smell like skunk
Leave you in the dump
Boy, take a shower
While I climb a tower
I got a different power
They see me, then they cower
I'm goin' a hunnit miles per hour
While I'm writin' lyrics
In the mic, I spit my spirit
Are you listenin'?
Are you hearin' this?
'Cause I'm goin' fast
And I'm gettin' furious
Yeah, I think I'm ready (Ready)
Pop off like confetti (Fetti)
Y'all lookin' pretty sweaty
That heartbeat can't bump steady
'Cause I'm not ordinary (Ordinary)
I'm very scary (Scary)
Like Dirty Harry (Harry)
And I'm makin' money (Money)
'Cause I'm not a junkie (Junkie)
I am not a baby (Baby)
Suckin' on his thumb-ie (Thumb-ie)
I'm thinkin' deeply
Don't take me for a dummy (Dummy)
Music was made for me
So I'm bringin' the heat
This stuff pretty neat
But life is bittersweet
And these boys lame
'Cause they're all the same
I don't need a chain
To prove I have a name
You can't touch my game
I'm in a different lane
You don't deserve fame
Get out the game
THINKDEEPLEE - Ready Lyrics
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Remember to think deeply
Yeah, I think I'm ready (Ready)
Pop off like confetti (Fetti)
Y'all lookin' pretty sweaty
That heartbeat can't bump steady
'Cause I'm not ordinary (Ordinary)
I'm very scary (Scary)
Like Dirty Harry (Harry)
And I'm makin' money (Money)
'Cause I'm not a junkie (Junkie)
I am not a baby (Baby)
Suckin' on his thumb-ie (Thumb-ie)
I'm thinkin' deeply
Don't take me for a dummy (Dummy)
I need wealth
Can't leave it on a shelf (Shelf)
All I got's myself (Self)
I don't need help
I can't sell dope
I can't buy a scope (Ain't no way)
That's when I've lost hope
I have to blow up (Blow up)
I have to work (Work)
I might go berserk
I know life hurts
It'll put you in the dirt
Yeah, I think I'm ready (Ready)
Pop off like confetti (Fetti)
Y'all lookin' pretty sweaty
That heartbeat can't bump steady
'Cause I'm not ordinary (Ordinary)
I'm very scary (Scary)
Like Dirty Harry (Harry)
And I'm makin' money (Money)
'Cause I'm not a junkie (Junkie)
I am not a baby (Baby)
Suckin' on his thumb-ie (Thumb-ie)
I'm thinkin' deeply
Don't take me for a dummy (Dummy)
Don't call me a chump
Boy, you smell like skunk
Leave you in the dump
Boy, take a shower
While I climb a tower
I got a different power
They see me, then they cower
I'm goin' a hunnit miles per hour
While I'm writin' lyrics
In the mic, I spit my spirit
Are you listenin'?
Are you hearin' this?
'Cause I'm goin' fast
And I'm gettin' furious
Yeah, I think I'm ready (Ready)
Pop off like confetti (Fetti)
Y'all lookin' pretty sweaty
That heartbeat can't bump steady
'Cause I'm not ordinary (Ordinary)
I'm very scary (Scary)
Like Dirty Harry (Harry)
And I'm makin' money (Money)
'Cause I'm not a junkie (Junkie)
I am not a baby (Baby)
Suckin' on his thumb-ie (Thumb-ie)
I'm thinkin' deeply
Don't take me for a dummy (Dummy)
Music was made for me
So I'm bringin' the heat
This stuff pretty neat
But life is bittersweet
And these boys lame
'Cause they're all the same
I don't need a chain
To prove I have a name
You can't touch my game
I'm in a different lane
You don't deserve fame
Get out the game
Yeah, I think I'm ready (Ready)
Pop off like confetti (Fetti)
Y'all lookin' pretty sweaty
That heartbeat can't bump steady
'Cause I'm not ordinary (Ordinary)
I'm very scary (Scary)
Like Dirty Harry (Harry)
And I'm makin' money (Money)
'Cause I'm not a junkie (Junkie)
I am not a baby (Baby)
Suckin' on his thumb-ie (Thumb-ie)
I'm thinkin' deeply
Don't take me for a dummy (Dummy)
I need wealth
Can't leave it on a shelf (Shelf)
All I got's myself (Self)
I don't need help
I can't sell dope
I can't buy a scope (Ain't no way)
That's when I've lost hope
I have to blow up (Blow up)
I have to work (Work)
I might go berserk
I know life hurts
It'll put you in the dirt
Yeah, I think I'm ready (Ready)
Pop off like confetti (Fetti)
Y'all lookin' pretty sweaty
That heartbeat can't bump steady
'Cause I'm not ordinary (Ordinary)
I'm very scary (Scary)
Like Dirty Harry (Harry)
And I'm makin' money (Money)
'Cause I'm not a junkie (Junkie)
I am not a baby (Baby)
Suckin' on his thumb-ie (Thumb-ie)
I'm thinkin' deeply
Don't take me for a dummy (Dummy)
Don't call me a chump
Boy, you smell like skunk
Leave you in the dump
Boy, take a shower
While I climb a tower
I got a different power
They see me, then they cower
I'm goin' a hunnit miles per hour
While I'm writin' lyrics
In the mic, I spit my spirit
Are you listenin'?
Are you hearin' this?
'Cause I'm goin' fast
And I'm gettin' furious
Yeah, I think I'm ready (Ready)
Pop off like confetti (Fetti)
Y'all lookin' pretty sweaty
That heartbeat can't bump steady
'Cause I'm not ordinary (Ordinary)
I'm very scary (Scary)
Like Dirty Harry (Harry)
And I'm makin' money (Money)
'Cause I'm not a junkie (Junkie)
I am not a baby (Baby)
Suckin' on his thumb-ie (Thumb-ie)
I'm thinkin' deeply
Don't take me for a dummy (Dummy)
Music was made for me
So I'm bringin' the heat
This stuff pretty neat
But life is bittersweet
And these boys lame
'Cause they're all the same
I don't need a chain
To prove I have a name
You can't touch my game
I'm in a different lane
You don't deserve fame
Get out the game
Writer: Lee Loos
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid