Days And Days

Album: I Am Not A Human Being II (2013)
  • You leave your home for days and days

    Money ain't shit, bitches ain't neither
    You know I'm on that grass, don't cut on the sprinklers
    Pussy on my mind, on my breath and on my fingers
    Niggas try to bite my style, but my style a jalapeno
    I got skinny ass jeans, trucks on the pocket
    Money talks, nigga, I'm caught up in that gossip
    You know all my bitches badder, and all my swishas fatter
    I milk this shit like cattle, that's my word like Scrabble
    And yo main girl is a ho, I go Wayne's World in her throat
    She swallow so many nuts, you fuck around, find a squirrel in her throat
    I go tape worm in that ho, let my snake squirm in that ho
    Nigga we take turns in that ho, these niggas so green they glow
    I am the best thing since wet pussy, on my private jet with my chef cookin'
    So big headed my neck crooked, my niggas foul when the ref's lookin'
    My big bro is Mack Maine, so much weed I got grass stains
    Deez nuts, that's baggage claim, I'm on them trees like Candy Canes
    Lil Tunechi

    Yeah, 2 Chainz
    I might book me for a show
    Charge my ass the low and pick up the whole dough
    That's hustlenomics, I was high in my class pictures
    I like math, all I did was add bitches
    Swagga galore, got your girl on all fours
    It's not doggy style, I call it froggystyle
    You dog her out, I tell her, hop in
    2 Chainz, my first chain had a twin
    Gas in my blunt, watching ESPN
    And, if that pussy good I wanna see her again
    Yeah, I'm from College Park and I got ya broad with me
    Salt water pool, I can put a shark in it
    Everything authentic, plus I named my pistols
    Last name Fuck, first name I Don't Give A
    Pockets look pregnant, they 'bout to deliver
    So when I start dippin' you know the procedure

    You leave your home for days and days

    All my niggas gangstas, all my bitches freaks
    I tickle her pussy, got that pussy tickle pink
    I'm the heart of the streets, and I just skipped a beat
    And if that pussy sweet, I want that candy, trick or treat
    I got diamonds in my teeth, so all my words are precious
    I'm so fuckin' hot I sssssss I'ma need some more S's
    Man I'm on some other shit, I want another bitch
    That want another bitch, and I don't cuddle bitch
    I hit her with that shovel dick, I got in that pussy and dug a ditch
    Some people gotta punch the clock, man I rather punch a brick
    'Cause I'm that nigga, and I'm so cold I just shivered
    These niggas think they hard, these niggas just nipples
    I pop a nigga like a 'sicle, drop a nigga like a missile
    Mo' money mo' issues, I size you up then fit you

    Publisher: Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, CARLIN AMERICA INC
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