rama - the return lyrics
y’all known me since 2010 now let that weed burn
young tical, it’s the mothaf-ckin’ return
i got the ‘method man’
i had to bring it back for ya’ll
with the big 3
rama, maryjane, and alcohol
my life is twisted up
flawed and f-ckin abstract
welcome to my world
there ain’t no room for those who act whack
im a sl!ck pr-ck
with a bigger d-ck
than usual
whip it out and operate your mouth like a root c-n-l
i’m mackin’ a dime in the back of my ride
i’m tryin’ to hit it super quick and then it’s back to the grind
i gotta hit the spot and get the green
product in my pocket up
then multiply it x-three times like the erotica’
ah
there ain’t no stoppin’ me from gettin’ to that fly sh-t
the finest weed and s-xy women to vibe with
soon as i ride in
i’m placing my bid
everything i got til’ we take it worldwide kid
look
uh
i’m feelin’ free at last
i love the way your women moanin’ when i squeeze that -ss
i got her yellin’ out my name and she scream and gasp
lookin’ right up at her, let her ride
then i skeet and blast
you know i’m still up on my sc-m bag sh-t
and now i’m hittin’ peoples nerves
and i love that sh-t
somebody do something
speak up or get f-cked
you lookin’ mad
i just got my d-ck sucked and l!cked up
heh
now check the technique
they lovin’ the way that i wreck beats
and if they wanna see real
i’m hookin’ them up with the best seats
so rest in peace to all the people tryin’ to see me fall
those who still believe in me, just know that i believe in ya’ll
and i ain’t leaving ya’ll
naw i gotta keep it movin’
the daily grind is like a language
and i speak it fluent
i keep it true with what i’m doin’
and pursuein’
had to pay my f-ckin’ dues
had to show em’
had to prove it
you know
i got the mind state of a general
you p-ssys couldn’t even catch a glimpse if you bought a f-ckin’ telescope
homie how the h-ll you cope?
you fell and broke
now i’m flip a profit
filling up my pockets like i’m selling c0ke
i’m feelin’ like a pro
dealing with a bunch of rookies
i take a bite and see em’ crumble like a f-ckin’ cookie
so i don’t feel these other rappers when they come and push me
cause’ ain’t n0body f-cking with them
i’m like a nun’s p-ssy
uh
it’s that young, dirty mother f-cker
i see your girl
say what’s up
and leave a star-strucker
i’m hypnotized
feelin’ trapped up in this cyclone
turn the mic on
and ima’ spit it til’ my life’s gone
the fight’s on
and now i’m back winnin’
just a white boy
but i’ve always had a thing for my black woman
that’s how i do
i love to mix it up
because the smoke from the lyrical blunt makes me; agh
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