Ma** appeal
Verse 1
BRUIN
The hood love me I keep it hood
Hoes love a n***a i sling that wood
The kids in the burbs
All bump my sh**
Cause its hot
Not because they think they should
BET love me im so pro black
Jeans everyday give the game no slack
Ex cons play my song
Its a message in the music
Deep down i be saying to em don't go back
Dope boys say im dope
Dope boys don't rap
Speaking bout dope on the track
No fact no bars on rap sheets
Unless these dudes rat i just don't get that
Tell em all to get back
Going nuts you can hold my sack
f** the world up bust one on the map
Not a dog just a nasty cat
Can't compare size mini me im shaq
Living large grizzly style
Wipe my paws spit a flow
They drop they jaws and they chick
Wanna drop them draws showing off
Students say im inspiration
The teacher said work on punctuation
f** that you can kiss my a**
And put that statement in quotation
Do what i want how i want when i please
So the artist and the hipster f** with me
Deep down just a dirty south SOB
Smoking hella weed living a dream
Verse 2
Life or whatever you wanna call it
Is harder when you the sh**
They tryna flush you down the toilet
You let em sneak a preview they tell the ending
And spoil it you ask em what the message is
They say they can't recall it
I record it for the chick strippin' to pay the mortgage
The dude who blew his last cause she thick and she gorgeous
The n***a who stayed home cause his main b**h is flawless
But not perfect so i'll send her home in the morning
Im a pawn in this chess game
Tryna be the best mane
And stand out like fresh white tee with a red stain
So get motherf**in' clue and it's only a few
That can do what i do
The b**hes calling me huggie my homies callin' me bru
True let me chill don't take the stage after me
Cause n***a i k** i k**
And that explains my huge ego and my ma** appeal