D. Sanders - Easy lyrics

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D. Sanders - Easy lyrics

[Verse - K. Luci] Your b**h act like a princess, look like a Barbie Smoke like a Marley, party like Ke$ha Man I can't lie homie, I done seen better But that's enough of a digressor These n***as tryna hold the paper like we both be in this sh** You don't know me, little b**h Hoe, you lucky I ain't stick you for the Rolie on your wrist I know it isn't 2012, but I'll go Kony in this b**h I'm ruthless like Eazy, rapping come easy Money come easy, your girl was easy She's ready to drop to her kneecaps if need be Now she is twisting my locks and my seaweed Adjacent to Jason k** off these lamens until I am draped in some Maison You better watch your profaneness, you can get maimed quick Don't make that lane switch, you best press your brakes, kid Shoutout to my n***as, less talk more action Money is the motive, get it, then I stack it, straight up You can never catch my n***as lacking They got it co*ked back and strapped, ready for action, straight up I'm feeling like Travi$ off the d** Trying to live as lavish as the ones that were here before I came up Before I learn the industry, before I stack my change up, and 1NESE7EN flames up b**h, I'm pureGXLD, 24 what my karat be And I got your hoe, on the low, taking care of me Treat me like a god just to get some sh** from Paris While you go and meet her parents, so affectionate, it's scaring me Meanwhile, I get back ma**age, aromatherapy Lavender, you're lucky if she let you ride pa**enger I don't even like her, so I know it got you pissed off I'm finna drop her, it ain't nothing to cut that b**h off [Hook - K. Luci] Easy Swear to God, I make it look easy It could all be so easy It's so easy [Verse - Steven Lamont] I be getting doggy-bags like I'm Bow Wow As I'm smoking that surround sound, told her I'm the king Now I got her on her knees, tryna bow down p**y wet like she needs to towel down, and that's word around town Like a new car with the paint drippin' Shorty call me Cao Cao how I put the blade in it Call the blunt Adonis Creed, every J hittin' hard as the D She be trying hard not to scream, yeah, she stay twitchin' If you tryna make a move, I got the same digits Off the toupee like I'm Lupe But if a n***a try to push me, then we can't kick it Rap game Operation, I be brain-gettin' What the f** I'm doing if I ain't living? I be cooking so much, shorty said I need to change kitchens Imma shoot my shot, Clipper Pride, word to Blake Griffin And I'm ballin' like I'm CP3 But my name is Stef, and these rookies ain't a threat Play a vet, know your place Tryna gain respect from the books, but I wear a poker face I be rollin' J's like I'm tryna make an "O" All the brodies hang, 'cause we done made an oath Money over b**hes, bet my n***as say it slow Making dough underground, like forget the radio play f** a cape, while these n***as saving hoes, aye n***as act, but they never play they role, aye It's OC, like I need to gain control, aye I'm Einstein, word to G, I need the whole thing Higher than the Soul Plane, and my body count like I was O.J All these n***as bench-warming, they got no game I'm in my own lane And she loves to ride my pony like a pro, but I told her she's just OK [Hook]

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