Paroles de la chanson Black Excellence par Kamaiyah
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Paroles de la chanson Black Excellence par Kamaiyah
(Wake up)
Goin' stupid, goin' crazy
Mindin' business, that pays me
For a hatin'-ass ho, it ain't gravy
Big chains on my neck worth eighty
I'm black excellence, bitch, check my melanin, mmm-hmm-hmm
I'm black excellence, bitch, check my melanin, mmm-hmm-hmm
You act down, don't fuck around and get maxed out
Give a fuck about your set even if you flagged out
Love to star style in the hood with it, I'm tripped out
Goin' stupid, goin' crazy
Mindin' business, that pays me
For a hatin'-ass ho, it ain't gravy
Big chains on my neck worth eighty
I'm black excellence, bitch, check my melanin, mmm-hmm-hmm
I'm black excellence, bitch, check my melanin, mmm-hmm-hmm
You act down, don't fuck around and get maxed out
Give a fuck about your set even if you flagged out
Love to star style in the hood with it, I'm tripped out
Bitch, I turn this bitch to a man down
I'm a cash cow, worth stacks now
You was with me back then, but where you at now?
Black magic, bitch, I'm that brown
I don't fuck with your set, you jack style
Know my worth, worth, worth, put it first, first, first
That's why I charge a chicken for a verse, verse, verse
Ill Yaya keep a stick off in her purse, purse, purse
Be damned if they put me in the dirt, dirt, dirt
Even Nicki do it to me, I'm not feelin' me
We'll make it to be old and to be elderly
Teach you how to be a player, Bill Bellamy
Can't be deep off in them streets without no felonies
I'm a cash cow, worth stacks now
You was with me back then, but where you at now?
Black magic, bitch, I'm that brown
I don't fuck with your set, you jack style
Know my worth, worth, worth, put it first, first, first
That's why I charge a chicken for a verse, verse, verse
Ill Yaya keep a stick off in her purse, purse, purse
Be damned if they put me in the dirt, dirt, dirt
Even Nicki do it to me, I'm not feelin' me
We'll make it to be old and to be elderly
Teach you how to be a player, Bill Bellamy
Can't be deep off in them streets without no felonies
Goin' stupid, goin' crazy
Mindin' business, that pays me
For a hatin'-ass ho, it ain't gravy
Big chains on my neck worth eighty
I'm black excellence, bitch, check my melanin, mmm-hmm-hmm
I'm black excellence, bitch, check my melanin, mmm-hmm-hmm
Folks thought that I needed the guests, well, I didn't
Gave they ass the boot and told 'em, "Good riddance"
We are not the same, they never could get it
I don't make mistakes and I do good business
Ain't payin' me, hmm, I'll put an eye to it
All the nonsense, nigga, I'ma slide through it
Got all the OGs and freaks bumpin' my music
Mindin' business, that pays me
For a hatin'-ass ho, it ain't gravy
Big chains on my neck worth eighty
I'm black excellence, bitch, check my melanin, mmm-hmm-hmm
I'm black excellence, bitch, check my melanin, mmm-hmm-hmm
Folks thought that I needed the guests, well, I didn't
Gave they ass the boot and told 'em, "Good riddance"
We are not the same, they never could get it
I don't make mistakes and I do good business
Ain't payin' me, hmm, I'll put an eye to it
All the nonsense, nigga, I'ma slide through it
Got all the OGs and freaks bumpin' my music
The shit slap, don't it? Don't I act a donkey?
But these bitches change up, don't they act phony?
Talkin' all that ra-ra, but never push on me
When it comes down to it, bitch, you gon' get folded
I know it and you know it, just waitin' on the moment
You have a good heart, you gon' go through a lot
Grew up on the block, got exposed to the mob
I'm fucked up a little, got exposed to a lot
Fuck the other side, nigga, all them folks is the opps
Fuck the other side, nigga, all them folks is the opps
Fuck the other side, nigga, all them folks is the opps
But these bitches change up, don't they act phony?
Talkin' all that ra-ra, but never push on me
When it comes down to it, bitch, you gon' get folded
I know it and you know it, just waitin' on the moment
You have a good heart, you gon' go through a lot
Grew up on the block, got exposed to the mob
I'm fucked up a little, got exposed to a lot
Fuck the other side, nigga, all them folks is the opps
Fuck the other side, nigga, all them folks is the opps
Fuck the other side, nigga, all them folks is the opps
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