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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Kyte
Christopher Kyte
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
K-Lyte
K-Lyte
Producer
Christopher Kyte
Christopher Kyte
Producer

Lyrics

Word to Asiago and Jack Cheese wheel rollin' Women love my accent Always snappin Cool as The Aspens Hair doo relaxin Still Badu rappin All about the action Kyte being himself What you thought was happenin Oh you needing some help Yo hit my jack then Too real for acting Try to match my passion My Aunt Annette say my heart big as Texas Thats why rarely if you'll ever see me flexin The pretty women follow wherever I takes my talents Every giggle that you make is me doing damage Real player on the Beach Straight mackin Make a plan Get the bread Turn that to fractions I'm the new school Snoop I ain't nothing like you other dudes Bust your head Turn those colorful dreads Into fruity loops Drop top convertible glock When it start shooting All your dogs stop roofing Don't trip Before my homie pass the 5th like middle schoolers is at the end of the summer We gonna do what we wanna Get it as fast as it's coming Sherri and Scott did a good job if I do gotta say somethin Everyday I see blessings Less stressing More checks in Do my bestest Learn my lessons Me and my homegirls bout to boot up The more the merrier What's up with crew love The party ain't poppin till a biggie record stoppin Baltimore money dance word to Johns Hopkins I'm cool with the mail man like John Stockton She poke it out for me Imma beat it til it's throbbing If I need then I get it you ain't gon like me when I start plotting These shots I'm poppin You can't Ibaka Block em Problems Is dropping When I'm rocking With the energy That I need to be with Can you be this Double up On that Gucci G shit Get it wet Make me sea sick You can tell Jesus Took his time wit me for a reason Pass the reisling To the hard working heads that deserve it I pray you get double what you purchase Everything you need and more What's in store For the kids that seen bodies float down the eastern shore More love than stars in skies Advice from far and wide That will open my eyes Hop your ass in the ride If you like her don't let her hang with us She be talking shit about you while breaking down swishers We they done Pass the box of honey games Plans on running thangs Everybody know my name My face and ID is the same
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