lirik lagu fox bd - january to may
[intro]
mm, mm, mm, mm, mm (mygo, you made it again)
mm, mm
you know it’s time
[chorus]
can’t no n~gga stop me from gettin’ no paper, this sh~t built in me
me and bro was talkin’ ’bout makin’ out the hood, but he had caught a sentence
bro had smoke, i ain’t askin’ no questions, but i made it my business
i’m a pint sipper, call all the shots and i f~ck on nickis
my main b~tch strictly d~ckly, my side ho go both ways
my bottom b~tch the manager, every sport, steal all the j’s
i buy cologne before it come out, it ain’t hit the display
my birthday five months, i pop sh~t from january to may
[verse]
you n~ggas late, been rockin’ max 95s and deion sanders
paid thirty~five hundred for these fat~ass shoes, these not alexandеrs
bro try to get his freedom back, he fightin’ like a black panthеr
don’t think this sh~t sweet ’cause i’m laid back, get hoes, and i’m handsome
wake up in the morning, kiss my son on the forehead and get straight to it
y’all can have the spotlight long as i make a couple m’s off of music
i’m the n~gga repoed your car, do somethin’ to me, i bp the dooley
i bought ten trackers from lil’ bro ‘nem, can’t get away, we pursuin’
my daddy was tellin’ me ’bout the streets, hard head, had to learn myself
we gave so many n~ggas ass whoopings and we sold all the belts
me and my label got a connection, they can’t put me on the shelf
i really be seein’ sh~t before it happened, i played the cards that was dealt
lil’ bro ‘nem came through your block, you duck and dodge and got little
i feel like n~ggas been lookin’ up to me since playin’ against mr. little
i was ten~years~old, your b~tch was eighteen, she used to give me sugar
my album on the way, might throw a dress on, put a chopper up under it
you get too close, you think this sh~t sweet, all you gon’ hear is thundering
that was a tragic moment
your mama ever taught you you ain’t buy it, don’t touch their belongings?
he was playin’ basketball in high school, lost his partner, turned to a donkey
this message between me and you, if it get out, that sh~t really gonna hurt me
my b~tch know when i’m high, she see straight through it, i keep on burpin’
i’m tryna lose weight and lose my gut, bringin’ the feds, doin’ burpees
he beggin’ this b~tch for nudes, tryna bust a nut, find out she had herpes
he thinkin’ ’bout hangin’ himself in his cell, tell the guards to close the curtains
lil’ bro made five hundred racks off bullsh~t, told me to weed, he terpin’
[chorus]
can’t no n~gga stop me from gettin’ no paper, this sh~t built in me
me and bro was talkin’ ’bout makin’ out the hood, but he had caught a sentence
bro had smoke, i ain’t askin’ no questions, but i made it my business
i’m a pint sipper, call all the shots and i f~ck on nickis
my main b~tch strictly d~ckly, my side ho go both ways
my bottom b~tch the manager, every sport, steal all the j’s
i buy cologne before it come out, it ain’t hit the display
my birthday five months, i pop sh~t from january to may
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