A Milli Remix by Thatndkid Lyrics
Thatndkid, oh you so crazy
What have you been up to lately
Writing, rapping almost daily
So lets hear it, go amaze me
Weed is sayin blaze me
All these bottles sayin raise me
All these models sayin pay me
You suck, doesnt phase me
And i'm off to the race like pronto
Gotta get a gear shift up on auto
Wanna make it rain, gotta get that poncho
Wanna bang her, gotta finish with a swallow
Damn
Is this more subtle, maybe rapping's not my cup of tea
The fucks I give are locked away, I throw away the fuckin key
Promise i'm just doin me, bad boy club like BBC
Got that ass like OMG, down on knees you hear me pleed
Oh god damn, I need that fuckin sooner
You just teasin at this point, one hell of a sense of humor
Be my downfall like a tumor, or a scandalous type rumor
Give me roadie on the turnpike, got me swervin tough maneuver
I, I am so on one, let me talk about it
Mock the former jock, but be in shock and have to gawk about it
Like damn he's good, with an awkward tone
Heard him rap before but now he writes, you should've known
Real deal, i'm here gonna bite that
Gotta get a bottle of ciroc, gonna sprite that
Drink a lot, smoke too I should write that
Be like them then maybe get a call back
I don't do this for a call back
Going in i'm running, if I fail, gotta crawl back
All this weight on me with a small back
Yak on a track, a little treat, a little snack
What have you been up to lately
Writing, rapping almost daily
So lets hear it, go amaze me
Weed is sayin blaze me
All these bottles sayin raise me
All these models sayin pay me
You suck, doesnt phase me
And i'm off to the race like pronto
Gotta get a gear shift up on auto
Wanna make it rain, gotta get that poncho
Wanna bang her, gotta finish with a swallow
Damn
Is this more subtle, maybe rapping's not my cup of tea
The fucks I give are locked away, I throw away the fuckin key
Promise i'm just doin me, bad boy club like BBC
Got that ass like OMG, down on knees you hear me pleed
Oh god damn, I need that fuckin sooner
You just teasin at this point, one hell of a sense of humor
Be my downfall like a tumor, or a scandalous type rumor
Give me roadie on the turnpike, got me swervin tough maneuver
I, I am so on one, let me talk about it
Mock the former jock, but be in shock and have to gawk about it
Like damn he's good, with an awkward tone
Heard him rap before but now he writes, you should've known
Real deal, i'm here gonna bite that
Gotta get a bottle of ciroc, gonna sprite that
Drink a lot, smoke too I should write that
Be like them then maybe get a call back
I don't do this for a call back
Going in i'm running, if I fail, gotta crawl back
All this weight on me with a small back
Yak on a track, a little treat, a little snack