Jay Shades - High-Road (feat. Nemesis XXV)
Told her
beat it Beat it Beat it
Like I'm Michael
Told her
beat it Beat it Beat it
Like I'm Michael
If there's errors
We can fix that typo
Don't think
Just do
Thats my goal
Big fried
So I always take the high road
Told her
beat it Beat it Beat it
Like I'm Michael
If there's errors
We can fix that typo
Don't think
Just do
Thats my goal
Big fried
So I always take the high road
Yuh
Bitch named sharita
Swear the bros gotta meet her
She can't suck dick
But she down for me to eat her
Shades'll set the principle
She trippin when i leave her
How she take the kid to school
Ring the bell
Buzzer beater
Know a bitch named lisa
And she love the way i freak her
She throw that ass back
Send me back about a meter
I Know a bitch named Amina
Suck me dry
I Catch amnesia
Pull up dick hard
Hot and ready
Call me Cesar
She a Frontline jawn
Catching balls like the Eagles
And i swear to God
Her top be illegal
She fuckin wit the beanie
Dodge the birds
Fuck a seagull
She fit my dick
Wit her lips
Like a peacoat
I don't know her name for shit
Call her deep throat
They don't really care about us
I'm glad u noticed
Bitch I'm focused
On my motives
Are u sick or are you smoking
If you a rock
Then I'm a bolder
Got yo bitch all on my shoulder
I told her
Told her
Beat it Beat it Beat it
Like I'm Michael
If there's errors
We can fix that typo
Don't think
Just do
Thats my goal
Big fried
So I always take the high road
Told her
beat it Beat it Beat it
Like I'm Michael
If there's errors
We can fix that typo
Don't think
Just do
Thats my goal
Big fried
So I always take the high road
Yuh
Hello baby
I grip the stick like Donatello baby
Catch a nigga lackin
Pull a string
And light an L, oh baby
Lately niggas wanna see me dead
That ain't an option
If you think you got me beat
I wanna switch the topic
Dig a nigga grave
Cause I'm tryna feed the crops bitch
Hold up got me dazing
In the motherfuckin tropics
Nigga you gon stop who
Nigga u can't stop this
Bust a nigga noggin
Get to swinging like a mosh pit
So damn raw
Like I'm tryna have a child bitch
Nigga need a freak
And im tryna find a Wild bitch
Ask the shawty how she ride
Nigga what's her milage
Then i beat the cushion
Like the seats was out of while
Bitch
Told her
Beat it Beat it Beat it
Like I'm Michael
If there's errors
We can fix that typo
Don't think
Just do
Thats my goal
Big fried
So I always take the high road
Told her
Beat it Beat it Beat it
Like I'm Michael
If there's errors
We can fix that typo
Don't think
Just do
Thats my goal
Big fried
So I always take the high road
Yuh
I told her
Beat it Beat it Beat like she Michael
Dick long
Bouta put it in her tight throat
Yea you know thats yo hoe
not my hoe
She coming through and suck the bros up like lipo'
Written by:
Jamesdavid Hill, Yokai XVII
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