THERE HE GO

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 fuckin' 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 fuckin' 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