Asaad (Saudi Money) - Drought 3 Flow lyrics

One Won't Do; Two Is Not Enough For Me No One Won't Do; Two Is Not Enough For Me No One Won't Do; Two Is Not Enough For Me No One Won't Do; Two Is Not Enough For Me No One Won't Do; Two Is Not Enough For Me No No Pretty boy flow, Pacquiao swag though Golden ba*tard child, where dad go Fool's gold only cool to a fool though Now I'm richer than them Jews down on Jewler's row Aye, Aye, power-wash tee, no wife beater Rusty riri zips, crisp brown, Ike, Tina Pipe Adina's in savory s**y senoritas With leaves over their p**y just like a chicarita Plenty capers and acres, smoke swishers, f** cohibas The type pour a figure 8 into a two liter My mood is crimson red, sick like scarlet fever p**y wet, dry clean, take em to the cleaners I'm really respected, never neglected Reality is arbitrary, it's very subjective Natural selection, bestowed by the heavens Peons, plebians, peasants--your muggle perception This is free swag, charity This all of sudden hypened attention is scaring me In 6 months, I can no longer walk up in Whole Foods Without the Feds taking pictures, you know, those dudes Speaking opposites, decrypt a G-code, dude We call that apples and oranges, it's fresh produce Happy belated, Nascent Miss angel wings was a devil, that's God-send And a fly gold wing, big body Benz SLS swag, one-of-one for family and friends b**h every time you see me I'm in all black b**h every time you see me im in rare form OG air jordans, my ghetto dorm Beautiful black b**hes all in my ideal p**n Super skinny, so skinny its scary Forbidden fruits, the darker the berry The sweeter the cooch, puntang pie How many licks til she squirt in my left eye But I dont trust a b**h I sleep witt like one eye You Fuk her raw the b**h'll burn you like, like left eye T boz, I love chilli Not the kind from Wendy's neither you fukin silly? Im talkin ushers confessions you know she fuk'd him silly Who wanna battle bet it up cause susu got a billi How art thou million dollar dreaming Voss drinking, Kheils cleaning, and balmain fiending En noir leathers on my chest hairs 2012 will be my best year My life changed in a matter of months Whats a necessity a n***a just get what he wants Health & happiness and wealth to keep the misses happy Im that n***a tell me why the fuk she b**hin at me The godess fell from heaven let the god know Jordan 5 flow tomb boy chic tho Freak ho!