ToddManJr. - Speedo lyrics

They call me Mr clean, Mr 45 Fort of lies, but I always keep them fortified Talking big b**hes , eating all my food and fries Lordy why, need to find a girl on earth to find Do or die. Man I'm sick of hearing suicide Lost in mind, question is who are you and I? Hate the crime, but I've never seen the loot so fine Love is rhyme, expectations reaching to the sky Day to day living, think that sh** is worth it? But you got them aspirations scratching at the surface Then you got them problems making sh** less than perfect got you thinking maybe baby could you save me could we work it I'm a picture you can't caption, I'm a chemical reaction, four scores and 7 years I'm still relaxing Imma Ignore attractions, because the loves a drug and I'm relapsing And I don't give a f** if I run I get no traction And I'm a lover And I'm a hater See them DC's Never met a skater But the b**h got me breathing like a respirator Got my pump in my trunk so I can rest a hater Got my pills in my bag so I'm resting later Drugs over love man feelings always greater b**hes feeling so holy, like they be creator Let me tell what this world really means to me Lead showers, while I'm baking in this greenery Got a girl, shes the reason for the scenery And I'm sick of the the things I'll never live to be But I'll pray to god Someone prays for me And I'll say, every day, that I wouldn't leave Cause I promised no tricks up these polo sleeves But these chicks so thick in these legging jeans Got me thinking oh sh** hope she doesn't see Growing up, people ask, whatchu finne be I don't know, can't you go, just, let me be When I rap, looking back I've never felt so free Cause I'm a lover I'm a hater See these DC's Never met a skater And the b**h got me breathing like a respirator Got my pump in my trunk so I can rest a hater I ain't a shooter, but I'm sure as hell a f**ing fighter Styrofoam cups, back when b**hes payed for lighters I got to see day Like an all nighter Whiter freedom fighter That is ready Just to k** a spider Who be spitting fire With my proper squire Talking like I'm on the wire Couldn't copy this attire Why you lying Drugs supplying If you're searching Watcha finding Rewinding Back when sh** sh** used to be alright If I get Caught up in some sh** they better read my rights If I know Someone's in my way I'm going to need to fight Gotta go Back to contemplating till I see the light Imma k** you snitching Gotta lot of ambition Gotta ah couple naked b**hes making pancakes in the kitchen Got me thinking I don't need All these women intuitions Freakanomics Hotter than a comet Bart man Jr, Todd man k**er comics