Joe Budden — Unthinkable
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Unthinkable Joe Budden02:58
Текст песни: Unthinkable
Unthinkable Lyrics[Skit: [?] & Joe Budden] "The funny thing is that you really—you actually really beat, so..." "I ain't fuck that, bitch. You crazy? Are you loco, nigga? If she put a long tan hat on she'd look like a cigarette." [Intro] Ta-ha Jersey Uh [?] I'm on it What us Jers? Clue, what up? E, what up? [?] real quick, check me out now, look [Verse] Shout to all my fans, glad I can inspire y'all Got a couple haters, still tryna acquire more Ain't gotta be abrupt I tell em' like I tell my girl, you doing a great job, now keep it up And I promise I'll take you higher then you ever seen 40 milligram flow, chased by Promethazine Lack of competitors, yappin' 'bout etcetera Can't tell if I'm listening to rappers or treasurers And as a poet I feel like I owe it not to go astray So everything inside me Ginuwine, no Solé You gotta blame it on my upbringing It goes back to when Tyrese was on the bus singing Yeah, I guess that's why shorty's attracted to me Self-made style, the label ain't attach it to me Aside from when she comes through I get her ribs in order And the neighbors would know my name if the crib was smaller But no groupies, them walls are windows The basement is the movies, pool by the jacuzzi The hallways echo, the closet is a bedroom The sauna fits five comfortably, plenty leg room Like the La Montagne Carwash in the garage She from the projects so she thinks it's a mirage Told her I got my own concierge (But) She was more impressed that she could do her laundry here But all I'm tryna do is bust her, Flipmode Problem is I think she seen too many flicks though She said she'd only be impressed by a diamond ring (Or) Or if I had a hot tub that's a time machine These bloggers'll have you thinkin' that I'm abnormal So when you read it can't say that I ain't try to warn you I respond so mature, so unlike Joe What they write though is all wrong, just a typo I just learned to be alone without an Iso All a nigga gotta do is take the high road Two words for my enemies: die slow Full-time pyro', could do this with my eyes closed They say you doin' something wrong if all the critics love you For some it's a career, for some it's just a hustle Me, all I do is win, that begins With not rockin' my Lebrons 'less the nigga got a triple-double (Talk to 'em) Before youse rap dudes put me in ya verse Assess your situation, picture it being worse You askin' to get fucked, how could you not assume It's like inviting Ricky Martin in a locker room Hip-Hop just a journey Most number one seeds got clipped just like the tourney If it don't involve myself, then it really don't concern me Chea
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