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When it come to a check be the first to collect Married to the money Romeo and Juliet Shoot my shot it's all net, I'm the best thing yet What I was about to say next, hold up In a class of my own like I was home schooled You ain't gotta gas me up I brought my own fuel Truth be told feel like a god, make my own rules You thinking bout mine and you ain't tied yo own shoes Step on that lace, fall on your face, made the wrong move But I do approve make it easier to stomp you Give you a clearer view, of a fine Italian shoe Genuine leather too, genuine as the pressure I'm letting loose Aye put that ruler down dummy thought you could measure who Chop 'em into sectionals like a chef preparing vegetables He thought he had balls vasectomy his testicles A little extra but you know no disrespect acceptable Ain't rooting for no matador, rooting for the bull Applying jumper cables only time these boys get in the hood They some actors, ring masters of Hollywood Wouldn't have street smart if the code was written in the book When it come to a check be the first to collect Married to the money Romeo and Juliet Shoot my shot it's all net, I'm the best thing yet What I was about to say next, hold up Beast mode, blood on my fangs taste sweet though Reap mode, creep low, product of the G Code They throw salt, I use it as nutrition Sharks don't swim in fresh water homie where you been fishing This finesse is viscous, I understand it make you timid Can't predict 'em, something different, mental forensics schizophrenic Not a gimmick or an image, temp it, it's a killing Shopping for blicks while I'm out on bond I keep forgetting Can't be descriptive, never know who listen and pay attention Keep 'em off the premise, grant no entrance, presence is offensive Wouldn't wanna be his friend if murder isn't his intent Wouldn't lose a wink of sleep if we never speak again Lead with supreme defense, cameras alert my iPhone who peaking in No sneak attempt, can't be content, seek revenge New girl say she a water sign, well this the deeper end Told em hold hands let's pray, closed they eyes I sent the reaper in When it come to a check be the first to collect Married to the money Romeo and Juliet Shoot my shot it's all net, I'm the best thing yet What I was about to say next, hold up I love a bitch, that love to get choke fucked Coked up, looking in my eyes telling me I'm yo slut You know what, you pretty when you suck it 'til ya nose run I know it ain't average don't be embarrassed if you throw up Go nuts, promise I won't judge Fill her holes so much, she my Boston cream donut My mental ruthless, turn yo coach into a student I sold it ain't gotta prove it, I introduced it, I'm why they using I think yo pain is amusing, bought it for you to abuse it One of one you can't confuse it, dripping like an IV fluid Studied her body language, now I speak it fluent Barely had to pursue it, her moans in my ear my favorite music Like a lullaby, kill the pussy leave it mummified Fuck the other side, I stand on business with no suit and tie Leave 'em crucified, and imma feed the Judge a spoon of lies I'll shut yo whole system down like a computer virus When it come to a check be the first to collect Married to the money Romeo and Juliet Shoot my shot it's all net, I'm the best thing yet What I was about to say next, hold up When it come to a check be the first to collect Married to the money Romeo and Juliet Shoot my shot it's all net, I'm the best thing yet What I was about to say next
Writer(s): Donovan Rowell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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