King Los - My Vanity lyrics

[Intro: Jay IDK] I look up to the sky then I pray the lord That one day I'll pop these bottles just because I'm bored I pray I have a kid and a good wife But if I'm stuck with a dyke I'll be alright [Hook: Jay IDK] She poppin Molly - shorty shot a white girl (Damn!) She poppin Molly - shorty shot a white girl (Damn!) If I could have one wish I would buy the world If I could have one wish I would buy the world [Verse 1: Jay IDK] I'll pull up in a whip you've never seen before The rims look like my job was triple beaming, ho But its never that Since similac I never used to pack a gat Matter fact, only thing I ever packed in my backpack was a four pack of bubble gum (quote that) I used to sell it in the hallways Just to buy a north face and a shirt from all daz b**h n***a that was all day I used to grind like a mutherf**ing roller blade In elementary, I used to sell lemonade In ninth grade, little n***a had to upgrade To the Purp Haze But selling d** ain't for everyone - it only lasted four days So I prayed Dear god I need a new car Preferably a six Twin Turbo Super Charged I need a couple hundreds just to throw it on some broads And I promise to come to church Right after this ménage [Hook: Devin Cruise] Today the sun was in my face (La da da da da) So I bought versace shades (La da da da da) I know I need to change (La da da da da) But I'd much rather stay the same [Hook: Jay IDK] She poppin Molly - shorty shot a white girl (Damn!) She poppin Molly - shorty shot a white girl (Damn!) If I could have one wish I would buy the world If I could have one wish I would buy the world [Verse 2: King Los] Man, n***as ain't had a wish since Brandy's brother I wish a n***a with my sh** tighter than any other Your b**hes don't really be dykin they be panty rubbers I got a black on black benz I call that b**h Danny Glover Or Whoopi You whoop me it will feel like ya granny hung ya Put arms around a n***a let his family touch ya I be sonning these n***as they need family structure You know family matters I demand these s**ers to f** up But what the f** can I say, but f** you bu*t f**s, have a f**in nice day Did your f**in eyes play, tricks on you Naw n***a This a f**in ice tray, on my wrist sh**tin on you Ain't hard paint job, on the whip was a grip It was something in ya b**h mouth, wait it was a dick It was mine Get the sign Get his picture Get it signed When she said hit rewind, motherf**er its my time Turn up [Hook] Today the sun was in my face (La da da da da) So i bought versace shades [Bridge: Jay IDK] f** you, we be ballin' like sh** TRiBE be the clique Ballin' like sh** How it sound Swish Ballin' like sh** TRiBE be the clique Ballin' like sh** how it sound [Outro: Jay IDK] Ho n***a Ho n***a (Turn Up!) b**h n***a b**h n***a (Turn Up!) Ho n***a Ho n***a (Turn Up!) b**h n***a b**h n***a (Turn Up!) Ho n***a Ho n***a (Turn Up!) b**h n***a b**h n***a (Turn Up!) Ho n***a Ho n***a (Turn Up!) b**h n***a b**h n***a (Turn Up!) Throw ya mother f**in' hands up! Throw ya mother f**in' hands up! Throw ya mother f**in' hands up! Throw ya mother f**in' hands up!