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mojo - sample كلمات الأغنية

realest,realest,realest
you say hip hop is all about b-tches
let me tell you it is and she’s my b-tch
you get high on ec,boy that’s sick
i got more jewels on my wrist than she ever had
i don’t talk much
cuz i make my money talk
you don’t like my raps,go b-tch walk
i’m the best rapper of isb

realest,realest,realest
you can talk sh-t all day
cuz only thing i want is that my mama pray’s
and i will try my best to obey her even if i am far away
this world is mine
i’m just trying to rhyme
that’s the difference between me and you
i have a different point of view
i use harsh words
now you nag all day with your extremist point of view
let me tell you something
you’re a f-ckhead,d-ckhead
i have my own lingo and you’ll never get that
anything i learned all these years?
go after materials cuz it’s better than wasting your already f-cked up life on getting someone else beside
unless it’s your mother,brother,father or sister,ah
i just looked myself in the mirror
what?
i just looked myself in the mirror!
then i went to a doctor
he said i’m the illest cuz i’m the realest,realest,realest

all eyes on me but they actin’ like they can’t see me
motherf-ker,i’m the illest,money doesn’t grow on trees
but it does for me
half of these rappers talkin’ sh-t they don’t even know
came straight outta the 3rd world,milli for half show
i come back like a “six graves to munich” guy
i’m the monk who sold his ferarri,p-ssy wetter than a tsunami
i’m the guy who makes these people go back to their mommy
in miami,f-ckin’ every b-tch in the club,don’t call them paparazzi
even if it’s apocylpse,i will still f-ck a zombie
f-ck mitt romney

b-tch,i’m a don
vito corleone
the guy they talking about is me
well,you see
i’m a motherf-ckin’ man who you s can never be
i’m the motherf-ckin’ man writing all these raps
i’m the motherf-ckin’ man who your b-tch be postin’ paps ’bout
i don’t give a f-ck if you made that p-ssy tap out
cuz that b-tch on my d-ck and she ridin’ it like she on a ramp walk
it’s 3am and i’m out

she tellin’ me to do more and i cut that p-ssy off like a razor
i tap that -ss,tell her rest i’ll do later
i hit that blunt,smokin’ on some paper
motherf-cker you ain’t ’bout that life
everyday i’m rockin’ on a different ice
oh my

- mojo

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