I'm wakin’ up early
Time tickin' on my clock (yeah, yeah)
I pop out the house, I hop in the whip
The block is hot (Hot, hot)
I made a mess on aisle 3, I'm needin’ a mop
(Slippy) i don't know where the hell
I'd be without that job
"I ran out already"
(Yes sir) , Tommy Vercetti (Uh)
Pussy wet like it's spaghetti
(Woah) , bend that over, give me heady
Color of cash, it should be Fendi
And all my hoes be petty
They all know who they daddy
I'll jump right on that jetty
Think they ask me
"Like how long you lasting?" (yeah)
I melt it in a casket (Oh)
I lovе it when you nasty (yeah)
Google mе, I'm fantastic
My middle name is Zackery
Left her out at Zaxby's
Those cameras kept attackin' me (Hmm-mm-mmm)
Turned your back on (Ooh, back)
I gotta get back on
I need all revenge (Oh oh)
But I won’t lack on ’em
I seen her right through the lens (Oh, ooh)
Go hit me a lick and go hop in the Benz
Fuck it, it is what it is (Yuh, ooh)
It comfort my heart, what I do for the kids
No, no, I done seen all that
(Nah, no, no, no)
Call my phone, you can call right back
(Phone me, yeah, yeah)
All them cameras on me, all full attack
(Whole lotta cameras, whole lotta stamina)
I'm wakin’ up early
Time tickin' on my clock (yeah, yeah)
I pop out the house, I hop in the whip
The block is hot (Hot, hot)
I made a mess on aisle 3, I'm needin' a mop
(Slippy) i don’t know where the hell
I'd be without that job
"I ran out already"
(Yes sir) , Tommy Vercetti (Uh)
Pussy wet like it's spaghetti
(Woah) , bend that over, give me heady
Color of cash, it should be Fendi
And all my hoes be petty
They all know who they daddy
I'll jump right on that jetty
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