Wheezy - Myself lyrics

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Wheezy - Myself lyrics

[Chorus] I can't get beside myself Remain the person that I am, I can't disguise myself If that lil baby can cook, I might just try myself I swear to God they rape me, I'll buy myself No 80's I cook babies for my goddamn health I give my love to you, and my son named Jeff I flood you with them j**els out the water like Phelps I wish you never knew nothing bout myself cause you know I got that tool right beside my belt b**h, I'm looking at you, I can't hide myself You know I got them racks stacked up like a shelf I promise I won't stop until I find myself I got way to the top, and yes I climbed myself That f** n***a think he cool, I'ma iron him myself I did a song with Dej Loaf, and I tried her myself And if she ever say yes I'ma dive in myself (Whishhh) [Verse 1] If I walk in on it I'm stoppin in the back I just bought a mink rabbit, not jack, not a rat I got rings, yes, 6 no pack Starin at my j**elery end up blind like a bat Like her pants halfway down I got motherf**in crack Hey, I got motherf**in crack I might ride with my Crips they say motherf**in clack Looking over my shoulder at all these ants like where they at? *Brupp Brupp* Bleet Bleet I'ma player I got tricks up my motherf**in sleeve (Whoa) Today I am with Jay-Z like Bey I'll make it storm if one dollar land on me I'ma boss, I nutted on her forehead! (Boss) If she ever stop I'ma need some more head (Boss) I be ridin fast, gettin slow head Cut down her woods, I got that mo head! [Chorus] [Verse 2] Dive in, that lil p**y (Yaahh!) Douche it, all types of tushy (Yaahh!) I need napkins, p**y wet it need some napkins Baptist Hey that p**y wet like it got Baptised ... Ma control that p**y, come here p**y, come here Make that p**y set up while I f** her with her ? 2016 Rover, now we callin it here f** all those cats yeah we doggin in here That Bentley got brown wood like a Spalding in here I got a million outfits, you can go shopping in here And if you hatin 9 times outta 10 you floppin this year Screaming "Flex" just like Flocka in here I'ma beast, I'ma beast, I'ma goddamn beast All these f** n***as hatin but don't feast like these I'ma boss, b**h I'm Sosa on like Chief Keef beats I got rich, Papi shoulda told you to be like me I swear I'm bleeding so bad I said be like me She bought a cat, I bought a Jag I told her be like me! I got a big bag like I went shopping I'm not a police, but I got copies! (coppies) Ya dig! [Chorus]