Amazing (feat. Jacquees)

Lyrics

Nigga have you ever dreamed?
 I was the man and you were (?)
 One and two, anytime I get mad, I can't get mad at you
 God damn, who the hell let rats in the house?
 King of lions, who let these cats run out of the house?
 Houston, Texas when I'm on land, I lean back like a couch
 Hun I'm playin', I wanna (?) call shots like a spouse
 We roll that kushy up, we eat that pussy all
 Suck it til you're throwin' up, my Phantom (?)
 I lost (?) bucks, still waitin' on that Bentley truck
 Stop playin', look bitty boy, you're duck
 He ain't YSL, nigga, he ain't in the hut
 I might stop buy and let that little bitch lush
 I pull up and chop at your cousin, your bus
 Little nigga, you know what it was
 You know what it is, you know what it does
 I'm makin' your old lady shakin'
 She suckin' too slow, I'm impatient
 My diamonds so wet like they basin
 Don't know where to go, I'm amazin'
 What's amazin'? I don't know
 What's amazin'? I don't know
 What's amazin'? I don't know
 What's amazin'?
 I might accept your apology
 I mean you throw L's up if you ain't followin'
 I am a beast, your life I'll be swallowin'
 And I've been drinkin', I need to bottle this
 Man I'm so tired of these niggas man, I am so tired of these bitches
 I'm so magnificent, studio workin', I'm wearin' a top like I'm pimpin'
 Your bitch want my milk, I'm sittin' at the top lookin' at these wimps
 These hoes just roll me a blunt and you know that they stuffy, they cannot be imps 
 I never had cutlass and (?) based on my (?) out my trunk
 I might fuck that lil bitch in the mornin'
 I might put her out and call Tyrone
 Snoop Dogg, I might go ahead and bone
 I'm big ballin', bitch put me inside the dome
 I'm wearin' Maison Margiela
 I'm wearin' Maison Margiela
 I'm wearin' Maison Margiela
 Call that Maison Margiela
 Take some sand to the beach
 Party with a couple foreign freaks
 Kim K lookin' ho, Yeezy
 Florida livin' nigga, (?) beach
 Yeah, and I'mma ride this bitch tonight
 And I just might ride this bitch tonight
 (?) where you at baby? (?) where you at baby?
 Brown sugar on that bitch
 Pull up with a ho and she know I'm ready to
 Bust her, pay her, leave her, fuck her
 I don't wait up, let me change my mail
 He broke, he servin' his squad with a scale
 I make it rain, I hope all is well
 I pull off deep like what in the hell?
 Ho give on my niggas some bails
 Wait I'mma lay down for a (?)
 Pull up in old school Chevelles
 I don't save pictures, they might get revealed
 How many times have I asked are you well?
 How many times have I popped a perc pill?
 How many homies at home on the bail?
 How many times have I told you you shell?
 How many meals have I ate until I burp?
 Dropping the top on the (?) ain't no hot top on (?)
 Hey I worked so hard to get out that dirt
 Hey I was (?) line at work
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:38
Key
10
Tempo
95 BPM

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