enphamus - not a first day out lyrics
[intro]
(it ain’t “free me,” n+gga, free who?)
(everything i touch turn to f+ckin’ gold, n+gga)
(and i can’t be held, by jail, or h+ll, or a cell, n+gga)
(b+tch!)
[chorus]
b+tch, i’m havin’ real money, never gon’ be gone for long
n+gga, this on pete, i’m postin’ bond before my jumpsuit on
right back on the streets, chanel bleu, wit’ ysl cologne
[?] doors slam, i’m reachin’ for it, f+ck, i’m clutchin’ on it
b+tch, this ain’t no f+ckin’ pity party, i don’t need a sorry
yo’ prayer work, but keep it to yo’self, b+tch, i’ll be home tomorrow
they say he got the big head like jimmy, but he shaped like carl
f+ck it, let’s get straight into the business, do you suck or swallow?
[verse 1]
‘fore i book this flight, is you gon’ f+ck me when you land tomorrow?
leave yo’ baе at home, gon’ put some fast sh+t in yo’ hand tomorrow
sh+t, i just got a dime, wе gon’ be smokin’ a new strain tomorrow
it’s tomorrow, now i’m bored, i’m f+ckin’ one of my fans tomorrow
they say i changed, i prolly’ did, i couldn’t afford these type of clothes
drug runs, no salons, you can’t afford these type of bowls
if i’m ever caught at diddy house, it ain’t me, it’s a clone
didn’t i tell you, b+tch? i’m makin’ plays, kiss me through the phone
if you owe me, keep that sh+t, and use that sh+t to buy a gun
run up on ’em wit’ these monkey nuts and make his temple run
subway surfer, i’ll go run in front of trains about my coins
touch this pendant, it come wit’ a box, this sh+t a lucky charm
[chorus]
b+tch, i’m havin’ real money, never gon’ be gone for long
n+gga, this on pete, i’m postin’ bond before my jumpsuit on
right back on the streets, chanel bleu, wit’ ysl cologne
them [?] doors slam, i’m reachin’ for it, f+ck, i’m clutchin’ on it
b+tch, this ain’t no f+ckin’ pity party, i don’t need a sorry
yo’ prayer work, but keep it to yo’self, b+tch, i’ll be home tomorrow
how he got the big head like jimmy, but he shaped like carl?
f+ck it, let’s get straight into the business, do you suck or swallow?
[verse 2]
uh, 90 takin’ over everything, i’m doofenshmirtz, huh
i’m in caicos on my player sh+t, lift up yo’ skirt, uh
paris sh+t like out the blue, i came from out that dirt
fake and bougie, showed that b+tch a blue one, she came out her skirt
i’m not c+cky, i’m just ain’t like n0body on planet earth
plane crashed, i dreamed i was with kobe, then landed on earth
from the dirt we came, and when we go, we must return to dirt
i’m the avatar, so in a hunnid’ years, i’ll be rebirthed
[chorus]
b+tch, i’m havin’ real money, never gon’ be gone for long
n+gga, this on pete, i’m postin’ bond before my jumpsuit on
right back on the streets, chanel bleu, wit’ ysl cologne
them [?] doors slam, i’m reachin’ for it, f+ck, i’m clutchin’ on it
b+tch, this ain’t no f+ckin’ pity party, i don’t need a sorry
yo’ prayer work, but keep it to yo’self, ’cause i’ll be home tomorrow
how he got the big head like jimmy, but he shaped like carl?
f+ck it, let’s get straight into the business, do you suck or swallow?
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