King De$ - No Drama

The way I rap stars round you urkles you would think I was a rap star
My kind is rare like a raptor
At the top rapping my ass off
They hated the kid (They love to hate)
They doubted the kid
I’m at the top like I won a ring (Yea)
Going mamba R.I.P. I killed the beat (24)
Can’t see defeat watch me conquer
She a freak she bounce that ass for a dollar (Bounce it)
Making moves man it’s groovy
No drama making movies
Know we Gotta make the paper we don’t do no groupies
Might be cap
Do it for the rap
All these bitches wanna smash pull em to back
F*ck a bitch and then I cash out (Woo)
F*ck a bitch, do my dance now (Do my dance Do my dance)
Count the paper till I pass out
Money man, do my dance now (Yea)
Gotta keep up with the flow though
She a fan, take a photo
She came back to the crib, she let me bone though
Gave her this African dick like my name Kojo
No lie, hit it till she say no mas
Think I’m big Sean make her say oh gosh
It’s a movie when you round me
She with the hood shit I’m grimy
Keep the whole clique around me
Take her to the back it's a rap, got me pulling out her tracks
Young n*gga with the rack
Ate shawty she was looking like a snack
Then it’s back to the money when I touch a stack
Do my money dance I don’t know how to act
No, drama making movies
Know We Gotta make the paper we don’t do no groupies
Might be cap
Do it for the rap
All these bitches wanna smash pull em to back
F*ck a bitch and then I cash out (Woo)
F*ck a bitch, do my dance now (Do my dance Do my dance)
Count the paper till I pass out
Money man, do my dance now (Yea)
No drama making movies
Know We Gotta make the paper we don’t do no groupies
Might be cap
Do it for the rap
All these bitches wanna smash pull em to back
F*ck a bitch and then I cash out (Woo)
F*ck a bitch, do my dance now (Do my dance Do my dance)
Count the paper till I pass out
Money man, do my dance now (Yea)

Written by:
Desmond Abotchie

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