You ain’t seen nothing yet, bitch, this just my friday ice
Like the show the following? the part where joe carol dies?
Im like joe montana im bout to throw
Black 3 cement, sag jean sitting - low
With my fist up im towering
Why not me the same thing
Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split
Cause every song you make, joe, is really ho music
No watch on my wrist or pain on my fist
Every day's harder, ain't nothin here promised
But i heard my mother's voice so i hoisted my fist.
And older women put a nigga on their bucket list
Feel my vibe raise the fist
Listen, hold up,the young dude focused
Cause my flow's so cool it's like joe montana.
Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
You looking for tools to write and share lyrics online?
You're in luck! Get started using RapPad >