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lil b - i'm heem lyrics

it’s your boy lil b
i’m up next
let’s get it

s-x heem, yes heem, i’m heem, ‘nawmean?
bread heem, s-x heem, yes i’m ‘nawmean?
yessir, check sir
get racks, yessir
yessir, yessir, i’m heem, ‘nawmean?

i’m heem, mr clean, based boy original
park the car, spark the blunt, boy we goin’ digital
waterfront, yeah ask him, we get the cheese
a hundred thousand? yes please!
a hundred million? yes please!
i don’t care i’m getting head, from a pretty girl like what now?
like hola mami, you chirpin’ at all?
i’m not a b-tch, me not scared-o
berkeley boys, we in this thang, got gold teeth, mhmmm
multi??? put the b-tch in line
she sucked my d-ck like a hundred times
mirror, mirror up on the wall
i want wam wam’s in the mainstream
i can’t sleep at night, cause i want the money, i’m a dough fiend
yeah, dough fiend, drink mean, like codeine
you can ask him, you can ask her, i have beef with a low mean
suck it up like chow mein
it’s a cheap game, cause it’s all game
all rang, all mang
his time or my time, i still want them racks b-tch
i’m vernacular with my pink dolphin
i’m finna eat like a fat b-tch

s-x heem, yes heem, i’m heem, ‘nawmean?
bread heem, s-x heem, yes i’m ‘nawmean?
yessir, check sir
get racks, yessir
yessir, yessir, i’m heem, ‘nawmean?

oh my god, 66, this rap game on some bullsh-t
oh my god, 66, why we ain’t rich yet?
i play the game like a f-ckin’ vet
want money, power and respect
yo based boys, i’m based b-tch??? jacks??? all of that
flap jacks stuff all of that
no big game like quarterback
berkeley boys we up next
bay area, b-tch
get racks like ‘nawmean?
and i’m jackie chan like yao ming
b-tch, what i want? everything
what i rap for? everything
want bling bling and world peace
alright, f-ck with me, i’m positive
end game it’s real game
brrrrang-da-dang, coming soon
baddest chick i hit that, i’m the finest rapper in the room
ask him, you can ask her
i’m conceited, c-cky and a mastermind
i told rock we alright, our time gon’ come soon
until then i’mma beast tracks, i’m 19 i’mma bring it back
you should vote for me for president
we up next b-tch check that

s-x heem, yes heem, i’m heem, ‘nawmean?
bread heem, s-x heem, yes i’m ‘nawmean?
yessir, check sir
get racks, yessir
yessir, yessir, i’m heem, ‘nawmean?

man, why? do you know, man?
it’s your boy lil b, ‘namsayin?
man we doin’ this
i been doin’ this for a long time now, man
i want the dough, man
i wanna be at the top of the rap game, man
and i’m ready
i ain’t never finna stop this
this my life
i gave up a lot of sh-t for this
just keep it real, ‘namsayin?
shouts out to all my boys, mayne
anybody that mentioned me
based boys ‘namsayin?
based overlord i’m in the building
check me out

boy let me eat on my wonton
you can get me steak and beef slab
i made about 400 tracks, plus i went through rehab
plus i did probation, 3 years of that bullsh-t
i just sat low, i did never snitch man, even facing 36
i done lost friends, fake friends, lose change and dividends
sometimes i would never win, and i cried, ask him
and even in this thang little boss automatic
and i’mma live positive ’til the day i’m in my casket

s-x heem, yes heem, i’m heem, ‘nawmean?
bread heem, s-x heem, yes i’m ‘nawmean?
yessir, check sir
get racks, yessir
yessir, yessir, i’m heem, ‘nawmean?

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