This is a real rappers theme music
♥♥♥♥♥ sing to it
This how you cook up some dope with no powder
Don’t turn on that stove just turn this ♥♥♥♥ up louder
Black Eddie Bauer
Mask on my face like I’m ready to take what is yours cause it’s ours
Y'all stole my style I ♥♥♥♥ on you like bowels
And take all your princesses ♥♥♥♥♥ I am Bowser
♥♥♥♥ super powers I got this weed
Gun on my hip now that’s all that I need
I don’t play games man I’m not in no league
And I don’t drop no names but ♥♥♥♥♥ I am from Cle-veland
Damn someone tell Britney we did it again
I hear Pooh Gutta acquitted again
And my bank account holding 6 digits again
Pour up some Henn
This for the ones who ain’t make it
This for the ones who ain’t make it
Focus your lens point it at me and see greatness
Point it at me and see greatness
Ray need a Benz
Dub needa all black Mercedes
Tezo need all white he racist
But homie I’m Sayin
I need a penthouse that’s vacant
A-rab money “Salaam-Alaikum"
The beast is awaken pick up your shotty
My ♥♥♥♥♥ is a murderer she got a body
She got that brain summa ♥♥♥ laude
My city the jungle don’t take that safari
It’s lions it’s tigers
Gangsters disciples
Lords Judas it’s shanks and them rifles
♥♥♥♥♥♥ who swear that they live by the bible
And friends who think they deserve more then they titled and thats why I…
SAIL!