Wazowski

SMR make it bounce boy Astro I would make a song about you, but that isn't really me Want nothing to do with you, at least now we both agree I fucked every hoe you see, made a list From A to Z So I can remember when, that bitch dropped down on her knees If I made a song about you it would prolly be about me Never really cared about you, you just sit and doubt me You will never get my money, you won't get paid without me Keepin' an eye on you at all times like I'm Mike Wazowski Always write my name in sharpie on my Styrofoam I ain't getting herpes from a hoe I didn't bone Watch this shit like hermes imma get her in my zone Rapper cap what he got but he don't got an iPhone I'm a demon if you ask my kindergarten bus driver Ramon Bitch gon' drive an Audi imma drive a Lambo She know she wanna f*ck me when she's smellin' my cologne I fight for what I want like I am Sylvester Stallone All the girls that f*ck me know I'm the best they'll ever have Know that I'm the king like LBJ bitch on the Cavs And when they see my team I know those pussies raise their flags And for all of my day ones Lamar ain't bad for running back, ayy I would make a song about you, but that isn't really me Want nothing to do with you, at least now we both agree I fucked every hoe you see, made a list From A to Z So I can remember when, that bitch dropped down on her knees If I made a song about you it would prolly be about me Never really cared about you, you just sit and doubt me You will never get my money, you won't get paid without me Keepin' an eye on you at all times like I'm Mike Wazowski Room filled with plastic hoes I can tell that's not your nose Know the bitch ain't real but she shoves my dick down her throat Sit my fam inside my row keep my enemies close But if you gon' fake your love to me I'll turn you to a ghost Yeah if she gon' fake her love to me I'll tell the bitch adios And if she gon' fake her love to me she's missing out the most Say my name like it is a joke I'll find out who's behind the quotes Imma drive down to the coast and see if that boys body floats I don't really f*ck with politics cause I know all my rights And I don't really care what race you are I'll f*ck you through the night You hear that bad bitches everywhere I'll f*ck you if you're black, asian, or white But I pray when the girl suck my cock that she don't got the overbite I would make a song about you, but that isn't really me Want nothing to do with you, at least now we both agree I fucked every hoe you see, made a list From A to Z So I can remember when, that bitch dropped down on her knees If I made a song about you it would prolly be about me Never really cared about you, you just sit and doubt me You will never get my money, you won't get paid without me Keepin' an eye on you at all times like I'm Mike Wazowski