Blue Toothpaste by Blackie Chan Wild Lyrics
[Intro]
Ahh
Shut up (Ha-ha)
Sweaty and nervous and ready to go, eugh
I really want me some donuts
[Producer Tag]
I hate windxws
Playtime's over
[Verse]
I found a penny, it's only one cent
Shawty a dummy, it don't make no sense
Won't get evicted, I'll pay for the rent
Most of these lil' boys be thinking they men
Can't even trust 'em, they're really fake
So many messes I really could make
I just decided to keep to myself
Got hella books I can read from the shelf
No, I ain't selfish, I care 'bout my health
I might be broke, but I'm all about wealth
I wanna take a trip to Hawaii
Went to the mall and I bought me a outfit (cha-ching)
I got her number and I'm 'bout to dial it
Don't need a girlfriend, I just want some head
I'm really single, I don't got no hoes
Nobody hit me up on the daily
I don't got friends, I just got family
Most of my women couldn't even handle me
I just be honest, they don't really love it
Keep your opinion, go ahead and shove it
Take out the trash, go ahead and dump it
I'm really hungry, I want me a krumpet (Uh-huh)
Got hella butter with a side of scotch (Oh, wow)
Don't got the time, look at your watch (What time is it?)
I haven't slept in about 3 days (Crazy)
I pray to God I'm gonna be okay (I am)
Just got a lot going on right now (Pray)
I'll make it through it, just need a way out
I'm from the ghetto, don't mean that I'm ghetto
Got a banana, it ain't even yellow
I'm pretty sober, but feeling so mellow
She got the weed, I got the rellos
One missed call, I don't say hello
Boy, you ain't Jesus, you ain't no Pharaoh
I know how to put a smile on her face
I ain't running, but I'm winning a race
I'm really hungry, I want me some cake
I'm not a star, I'm not a trooper
Right in the basket, I ain't no hooper
Shawty keep callin' me, I'm 'bout to do her
She really want it, she want me to screw her
She got a husband, no, she don't care
Neither do I, sit in a chair
I'm really thinkin' 'bout growing my hair
I'm so fly, I'm in the air
Look at my clothes, what should I wear?
Not Rick Ross, but I eat hella pears
I got a piece of paper I can tear
[Outro]
Okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay
Okay
Ahh
Ahh
Shut up (Ha-ha)
Sweaty and nervous and ready to go, eugh
I really want me some donuts
[Producer Tag]
I hate windxws
Playtime's over
[Verse]
I found a penny, it's only one cent
Shawty a dummy, it don't make no sense
Won't get evicted, I'll pay for the rent
Most of these lil' boys be thinking they men
Can't even trust 'em, they're really fake
So many messes I really could make
I just decided to keep to myself
Got hella books I can read from the shelf
No, I ain't selfish, I care 'bout my health
I might be broke, but I'm all about wealth
I wanna take a trip to Hawaii
Went to the mall and I bought me a outfit (cha-ching)
I got her number and I'm 'bout to dial it
Don't need a girlfriend, I just want some head
I'm really single, I don't got no hoes
Nobody hit me up on the daily
I don't got friends, I just got family
Most of my women couldn't even handle me
I just be honest, they don't really love it
Keep your opinion, go ahead and shove it
Take out the trash, go ahead and dump it
I'm really hungry, I want me a krumpet (Uh-huh)
Got hella butter with a side of scotch (Oh, wow)
Don't got the time, look at your watch (What time is it?)
I haven't slept in about 3 days (Crazy)
I pray to God I'm gonna be okay (I am)
Just got a lot going on right now (Pray)
I'll make it through it, just need a way out
I'm from the ghetto, don't mean that I'm ghetto
Got a banana, it ain't even yellow
I'm pretty sober, but feeling so mellow
She got the weed, I got the rellos
One missed call, I don't say hello
Boy, you ain't Jesus, you ain't no Pharaoh
I know how to put a smile on her face
I ain't running, but I'm winning a race
I'm really hungry, I want me some cake
I'm not a star, I'm not a trooper
Right in the basket, I ain't no hooper
Shawty keep callin' me, I'm 'bout to do her
She really want it, she want me to screw her
She got a husband, no, she don't care
Neither do I, sit in a chair
I'm really thinkin' 'bout growing my hair
I'm so fly, I'm in the air
Look at my clothes, what should I wear?
Not Rick Ross, but I eat hella pears
I got a piece of paper I can tear
[Outro]
Okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay
Okay
Ahh