QT Tha Label - JOE CLARK (feat. Jae.P, Young Moeses & Phat Majik)

This everlasting
Gigantic
Still they try and hold they nuts like Sandy
Can't be too romantic
But when she start dancing
Her face might make the perfect canvas
Yea yea
I'm up to some
Nigga don't play
Bitch I'm bussing for some
Never defeat me
Got em on the run
Act like he Stevie when he see the gun
Wondering if he gone change on me
Fuck it gone head put the blame on me
Jae.P The Saint who they came to see
I run the game like a million feet
Nigga don't play wit me
Play wit ya bitch
I'm playing wit these hundreds
I'm loading the clip
I play wit her pussy
She sucking my dick
Sooner or later I know we gone switch
Yea you can lean on me
Yea you can lean
I pour me a fifth
I got that beam on me
Better believe I won't give em an inch
I'm wit Tha Label, Young Moeses Phat Majik
I'm straight out the toilet
You know we the shit
Ball on them niggas
They sit on the bench
That boy be a hater
He got me convinced
I tell the waiter he just keep the change
Cause I give em nun but some real common sense
Cooler than AC I just gotta vent
Mullah the Famly as real as it gets
Aye you can lean on me
I'm doing the lean when I'm hitting ya bitch
Speak on that real
And I speak with conviction
One time for brethren and all of my sisters
Come with them toolies
When faced with confliction
She bad she gets so I give her detention
QT Tha Label
It's on and it livid
Live at the party just throwing them fifties
The baddest of bitches
They showing they titties
She gone let me dip it
Then imma mix it
This is the one
Yea the one for the century
Thinking we fall off
Niggas be trippin
All I can tell you is what has been witnessed
Imma get it and hit it then flip it the spend it
Sound off like crickets
We coming relentless
Mullah the money the family the business bitch
Aye I come straight from the bottom
Fucking these models
Sipping on these bottles
Gas from the island
Fill up all my problems
Ain't done with the mop
Man my pistol retarded
Ain't a killa I run it that's how I start it
Hating on me and that won't get you farther
Might send em together tied up in the father
From humble I gotta go harder
Aye turn to savage when I was a young nigga
Pop my shit wit no gun nigga
Hit the bank for them funds nigga
The only way that a young nigga have fun nigga
All these big booty bitches come in my direction
It ain't nun but cheeks and checks in the section
Mansion party after this might get reckless
Yo bitch suck my dick with my chain
Now she necklace for real
You can lean on me
You can lean
You can lean
Said you can lean on me
You can lean on me
You can lean on me
You can lean on me
Set that bitch off
I get the cash rip off
Ion give a fuck bout nun of that shit you talking
Man got me pissed off
What the hell he told P bout them issues
Don't wanna hook they soft as tissue
Fish on the rod it's a tip off
Met a bad bitch suck the tip off
When she suck the balls gotta pass her like Chris Paul
Ooh ion give a fuck bout nun of that shit
Bad lil bitch bout take her on a trip
Skippa da dippa
That bitch getting flipped
Dolphin
Miami
Bad lil bitch wit no panties
I get her out of them Jammie's
I flip the flop at the Grammys
Young nigga wit his chains on
Money long when the rain gone
Say the sun hit when the son home
Big Gipp dip no honeycomb
My momma good nigga
Made it out the hood nigga
We getting hood figures
Everybody good nigga
We straight

Written by:
Demarquez Grissom, Jace Porter, Maurice Smith, Quenton Harper

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