My motto is, Chicago b*tch. Everybody know ya sweet. what the problem is? Don’t play dumb, I’m the one that acknowledged it, Son of a b*tch, I imagine what ya father is She said “how you make yo opponent, the rapper of the moment” His style, he don’t own it. Acting all hard, when he hardly like that You gon mess around and make me catch a body like that “AWWW” …Don’t do it, cause every song you make joe, is really hoe music I heard you said you wasn’t a b*tch cause you sing, you a b*tch cause you cling like a b*tch that’s 18 Can’t say my name, but rap about a n*gga’s wife You so black and white, tryna live a n*ggas life I’m taking too long with this amateur guy You aint wetting nobody n*gga, you Canada Dry
Common just bodied Drake
I wonder who's shoulder Drake is going to cry on Wanye's or Nicki's
Every rapper would rather have the latter. Which rapper doesn't rap about money; of wanting it to support themselves/families and what not? Record sales = money.
