Jah Jr. & SwankMadeDis - Mario64

(Swank made this shit?)
Fuck it
Yeah
Aye
Feeling like Mario in the hat with the wings on it
Feeling like TIP in the hat, it's the king homie!
Minus the allegations
Niggas throw salt on you and get mad when you happy baby
I'm back and they back to hating
Writing these affirmations on paper, no affidavit
Buy me a beat and beat it, it's something like masturbation
I'm whipping that wagon crazy
Cruising the world me and my girl
She run her hands through my curls, and I'm activated
Til she bring up old hoes from my past now I'm aggravated
I'm done with them sack chasers.
Focused, you know I be in my bag like a sack racer
That shit got her rolling eyes
But she know me we low key on the creep when we rolling out
My loyalty deeper than p-o-p how I hold it down
Learned about CQC, she elite now she toting knives
Not worried bout niggas I keep
That pistol like golden eye when we going out
They got my order wrong at the spot now she showing out
Mane you know how these hoes be. At least that's what Gucci said
You know they act a ass when they Hungary like Budapest
Buss a move to the room to rest, she know what we doing next
Booty softer than movie sex, look to God and say "you the best"
Her body's a work of art. A genius she working smart
I buy her what she desire cuz baby be working hard
You try her She shoot at you like Joanna in perfect dark
Told her I'm flyer than star fox, she talking bout "boy stop"
I'm feeling like King Rool in a coupe with the hard top
Chasing the money like Mario when the stars out
Hit the strip club, then double back
Throw her money she make it shake like a rumble pack
Now how could you fumble that?
Mane! Aye man how could you fumble that?
Told her I'm rolling like Metroid
In her prime doe
Heard you was fucking with other boys, but you mine doe
But you mine doe

Written by:
Johnny Howard Jr.

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