FeltzPreviewsCovers - 49ers * lyrics

Whoa! Ill be smoking on amnesia? All my stoners dont sleep on me ill be high listening to Lil' Weezy You can call me a one man band or something With a sh**ty bank balance wishing for a grand or something Have to Ask me something: Could be listening to nas could be listening to common cos i know where sense is? One thing for sure heaven didn't send this Im Uniquely perfect you can't discard this But you know, I know, I'm way better then your boyfriend Oil can, oil can I can't move like I'm a Tin Man All this pain in my little heart feels like you kicked it like a tin can But you know I'm gonna shine so i can make your skin tan? In the lean time don't think you can f** with this thin man In the meantime I'll be writing and building my portfolio I'll f** you up get eradicated like you got polio But i ain't got any luck but ima be everywhere like Starbucks I bet when i blow your b**h want to star f** I smoke so much green my room like my front lawn Fans want to touch my face like I'm an iPhone Smoking on gas b**h call me Exxon Tryna get money b**h ive got my checks on Still hoping that this bad girl still likes me Picking up where we left and we both wearing Nike Thinking of this girl and she talking like she's into me But i think its cos I'm trying to break in to the industry And if thats true thats really lame But dont mean i can't hit it But if you ain't init with me then i ain't your meal ticket I'm looking for a loyal girl to be a part of me Not a girl who will try to take all my money My word is my bond so I'm a man of my word Got this sh** like a toilet of turd Gold diggers tryna dig at my s**m Well, I'm a 69ers fan, in face you haven't heard I know my girl curve by curve And if you hear this, sit on my face right here Unless you don't give head over here Then girl I'm outta here