Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured
Praise to the heavenly lord.
I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen
Who knows just what i need, she knows just what i mean
Basketball is my favorite sport
I'm the only god only lord,
Try doing what you doing but it’s out of range
Wanted the lord to rearrange
And these shape-shifting hoes
Man i swear she's bad and she knows
"listen to the track bitch!" echoes
Who's got drugs tell me who knows?
Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes
Rap godliness the pope knows
Popping champagne bottles, lord he is
Crazy talking and foolish
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