B4Y ft. FERG
• Written by BR4CKETT
White boy style
*BR4CKETT*
West coast slayer from the Bay Area
Rocking on the block that’s how I roll
I’m out of control
Playing in the Super Bowl
I’m playing so good earned my payroll
Man he a troll
I’m gonna take his whole soul
He a bitch he on parole
Scoring a goal
Make him read my legendary scroll
Named after me
She climbing my tree
Fucking her pussy
Turned into a bully
*FERG*
pulling the hoes
Handing them the rose
When they cheat on me, ima expose
They see me they froze
They jump out the window
Bringing in the dough
I gotta show
Make the hoes swallow
Fall asleep and wait for tomorrow
Make them feel sorrow
So rich, I feel like I won the lotto
I got a motto
That is “no money, no hoe”
Man they say that’s ghetto
But my piss is the color yellow
King of the hills (king of the hills)
*BR4CKETT*
We from the bay (the bay)
No way (no way)
The sky’s are gray
It rained yesterday
I’m so lucky it’s like my birthday
My boat got too much sway
Im in a mayday (mayday x2, we’re going down)
*FERG*
Im from the north bayside
Every bitch that I broke up with, they cried
Make them commit suicide
Every target is neutralized
What a surprise
I deserve to win a prize
Man theses hoes ain’t that wise
But they got that big fat thighs
Each thigh I can recognize
You need some advice?
Man make sure they really really nice
Make sure their lives are paradise
Or you gonna pay the price
*BR4CKETT*
Man I ain’t want to nice bitch
I want a bitch that I can fuck
A bitch that can suck
A bitch who got a big dump truck.
If I find that then I’m in luck
But hey it’s okay me and you like brothers
Man fuck all the motherfuckers
We the one that’s matter
We the real rappers
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BR4CKETT
Member since June 1 2024