"Thotyana Ali"
(J.A. Cross, T. Shepard)
© 2014 Effswell
[Spoken: Effswell]
Effswell
Singer-SongRapper, mane!
(Aw, aw!)
Dancin' & dancin' & dancin'
(Aw, aw!)
Real Chris' City sh**
Ay, you gotta come out of the bushes at some point, mane!
[Verse 1: Effswell]
It's about time I came clean
I was every hipsters' favorite rapper 'til my tracks went mainstream
Nightmares & Daydreams...
Both involve sleep, which I'm not getting so its all the same thing
You don't have to know me, hear my verse & learn a lot about me
Humorous dive, I'm quite the comical kamikaze
The Southern Wild said there's a beast called "Versace"
Hushpuppy's telling me I gotta drive a Maserati?
I'll be in a car simply subpar
I don't have to stunt hard, 'cause I got a f**ing personality
If I can't produce it, I don't need it in the first place
Leading any race because I've got the right mentality
A winner's mind, grind hard by design
Unpolished in the morning & shine by dinnertime
I can transform a dime who was wired just fine
To the one they call Opulence Prime
[Chorus: Effswell]
Nowadays, all the bad girls want to be cared for
And all the good girls wanna be hoes
Man, she's tripping, don't be nowhere near an airport
My mind is something she blows
Most guys would break their neck & back to trick & sh**
Lil Momma, not me
I need a Queen that's ratchet with a conscience
Thotyana Ali
[Verse 2: Effswell]
I speak truth to the man
Reject nooses from groups
Let loose from his hands
This is proof of the plan
They're looking at me like, "Yo, say something cool to a fan!"
(Translation:) "Say something hot to a thot!"
"Go out of your way to be the follower you're not!"
Joseph never stays where he's wanted less than 'Pac
I will always roam & my home will be a cot
In the middle of a cage in a cave at a rave
Or a lesbian parade on a yacht
Recording p**n, leaking all over her Internet
Double my words-per-minute, SAYETH TWAT?
Now she likes to do the dishes
Real King sh**, Lebron as my Witness
I spend my less than free time
Ducking these Bella Swans & f**ing these Bellatrixes
Weirdos make this life worth winning at
f** Napoleon & every place he ever sh**ted at
The soil is more than cursed
As a child, Effswell was more than versed
Came in fourth, not first
And where you see men were first lil' squirts
The protagonist proclaimed with a smirk
Wearing work pants and a blue shirt
Let's work
[Chorus]
[Instrumental]
[Spoken]
Dancin' & dancin' & dancin'...
Dancin' & dancin' & dancin'...