M.I Abaga - Export lyrics

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M.I Abaga - Export lyrics

[Intro: M.I Abaga] Yo yung6ix I swear my n***a when I be out here in ATL sometimes, I got this n***a called JC He be taking me to stores where they ain't used to seeing n***as We walking, they like, n***a you know you shouldn't be here Hehe, And we like Yeah, but we here. So serve a n***a. .. [Verse1: MI Abaga] Yo we never tired of balling We incredible, legendary, Competition Dead and Buried Making money, Primary Goal, Schooling rappers Secondary I let the single drop sort of like I'm Getting married I'm laying low in the cut, your buzz imaginary On to the next sport On to the next store I make the kind of hip hop Africa should export I'm never backing down, tell these n***as Rapping now, they should sign language Their anguish lets talk Why are they still rapping? What do they think will happen? Are they thinking I'll fade back And someone new will pa** him? And if its you that gas and n******gs Ask if you d clappin You don't want Jude reacting That's one of them who attacked him? n***a I'm k**ing sh** twice as nice two a**a**ins That means I'm four ama**ing many more Chips to cash in CBN we lock the house down padlock I'm making capital call a n***a caps lock We balling hard in dubai, check the sh** I'm coppin Y'all n***as picture what you like to buy Photoshopping My n***as wealthy too, we steady yelling YOLO often We double dating models, you took the SOLO option They say I shouldn't brag, but man this f**in track Y'all rappers really blow, you bring a s**er back You tryna hold the game, it isn't hugging back And I'm the MVP, there's no summing that Y'all n***as tellin tall tales n***a I been short I spit that murder rap, my lines are in court And y'all are on the bench You tryna judge me right? You never loved a n***a, you super ugly dyke You rappers taking shots, you'll end up blackin out Plus you can't back up hardly none the sh** You rap about The coolest cat, flow is so cold I'm spittin flem My words confuse a n***a, now they not gettin N's Get it? [Verse2 Intro: Yung6ix & MI Abaga] Cause when you diss, dope dealers wanna [Export] Them say my swagger be like sometin wey dem [Export] Eat alaba wit my CD tell dem [Export] I say [Export] You say [Export] [Verse2: Yung6ix] Hey yo Always come first like the first day on january And you not always there 29th February It's Yung6ix and the incredible legendary If hip hop is dead I must be rappin from The cemetery Sleeping on the n***a and they woke up Just to realize that I am number one Whenver they an*lyze. If sh** ain't from choc city I don't wanna know the price Cuz I'm the real story all these rappers summarize No dating, take em out like a sniper I was made for this sh**, you can call me diaper King of the south, watch the throne Cause I'm over it. And I'm the best Like I tell my Ex , get over it They say love it blind, haters do you see me yet? Cause right now I think I'm feelin like my p square Cause all the girls wanna do me yeah And I don't fuss it comes natural, Pubic hair Nigerians living legend, like Wole Soyinka With the kind of swag, Wole wants to show Yinka Don't give a f** like a chick seein a Mazdas And I don't gotta calculate to know where my x is Simple mathematics, cause she just left ma room Solving some bedmatics My flows are too sick, now call dat illmatic And I'm still matic, It's Yungsix over six Simple mathematics That means I am the one Plus I am the father, but shining like the sun And dissin me is like preparing for your funeral Olowu you can count on me Numerals And you don't want me in your face , Eczema(s) Simply cause the boys on point, decimals And shout shout to everyone that's been reppin me Cause now I blew like the game ended, referee Like a conscience patience all my checks are Full of commas Used to be so broke , all my days were full of dramas But now I'm at the top, and I'm relaxin I mean like my hair, I'm relaxing I see things clear now with the feelins of a blind man More buzz than a bee, I got hype like a sand man Pay my dues like I was fine man Still rap like I'm on sand man Like the second hand, Yung6ix is always on time man And this the motherf**ing life that I pray for The same motherf**er weezy your girls getting laid for So f**ing fly that's the same sh** you need grades for People paid up to see me, then that's what I paid for Ain't fishing but I got lines and natural hooks for The kinda guy that your dream girl looks for 99 saw the crisis, no mid life 22 seen more pussies than a mid wife