212

Hey, I can be the answer

I'm ready to dance when the band pop
And when I hit that dip, get your camera
You can see I've been out shittin' in some pamper
And that I am that young sister beacon

The bullshit wants to compete in
I can freakin' fit that pump with a beepin'
You know what your bitch come when ho weavin'
I just wanna sip that punch with your peeps and
Sit in that lunch if you treatin'
Kick it with the pussy comes from Parisian
She know where I get mine from, end of season
Now she wanna lick my plum in the evenin'
And fit that tongue tongue to deepen

I guess I can get any'n
I guess I can get any'n
I guess I can get any'n

I guess I can get any'n

I was in the 212 on the uptown A
Nigga, you know what's up or don't you?
Word to who made ya, I'm a rude workin' shit
What are you made up of?

I'ma eat your food up, boo
I could bust your eight
I'ma do one-two, fuck a undo
I want you to make bucks
I'ma look right in your face, bet you do want to
Fuck like you do want to
Come, you gay to get discovered in my 212?
Cock-a-lickin' in the water by the Blue Bayou

Caught the warm goo in your do-rag too, son
Nigga, you're a Kool-Aid dude
Plus your pussy might lick you, what a cool lady
Come to 12 with your doodoo crew, son

Fuck are you into, huh?
Nigga better ooh and run
You could get shot, homie, if you do want to
Put your guns up, tell your crew don't front
I'ma huddle on your nigga if you were to want
My shit 'bout to blew up too, I'm the one today
I'm the new shit, you young Rapunzel
Who would you give your lunch?
I'ma ruin you, huh

I'ma ruin you, huh
I'ma ruin you, huh

I'ma ruin you, huh

Ayo (Ayo)
I heard you ridin' with the same tall tall tale (Tall)
Tellin' 'em you made some (Made some)
Sayin' you ridin' but you ain't goin' nowhere (Nowhere)
Why you procrastinatin', girl? ('Natin', girl)
You got a lot but you just waste all yourself
They'll forget your name soon (Soon)
And won't nobody be to blame but yourself, yeah

What you gon' do when I appear?
W-w-when I premiere?
Bitch, the end of your life are near
The shit been mine, mine
What you gon' do when I appear?
W-w-when I premiere?
Bitch, the end of your life are near
The shit been mine, mine

Bitch, I'm in the 212

With the fifth cocked, nigga, get your two-ones too
Pump your gun, dude, when your goons spread out
Bet his pussy gon' get 'em, bet you you won't do much

See, even if you do want to bust your pussy
Get your gun and touch your crew up to pop
You playin' with your butter like your boo won't chew

Cock your gun too, what are you eatin' too, hun?
I'ma fuck with your cutie Q
What's your dick like, homie? What are you into?
What's the run, dude? Where do you wake up?
Tell your bitch shit hatin' I'm a new one too, huh?
See, I remember you when you were the young new face
But you do like to slobber, don't you?
Bet we grew up too, hun
I'ma ruin you, huh

What you gon' do when I appear? (I'ma ruin you, huh)
W-w-when I premiere? (I'ma ruin you, huh)
Bitch, the end of your life are near (I'ma ruin you, huh)
The shit been mine, mine (I'ma ruin you, huh)
What you gon' do when I appear? (I'ma ruin you, huh)
W-w-when I premiere? (I'ma ruin you, huh)
Bitch, the end of your life are near (I'ma ruin you, huh)
The shit been mine, mine (I'ma ruin you, huh)
The shit been mine, mine (I'ma ruin you, huh)
The shit been mine, mine (I'ma ruin you, huh)