• Lights Please
  • I Get Up
  • Lights Please (Clean Album Version)
  • Work Out
  • Power Trip
  • No Role Modelz
  • Wet Dreamz
  • In The Morning
  • Who Dat (Explicit Version)
  • Apparently
  • Intro
  • Blow Up
  • She Knows
  • G.O.M.D.
  • Crooked Smile
  • Work Out - Explicit Version
  • Who Dat (Clean Version)
  • A Tale of 2 Citiez
  • Fire Squad
  • January 28th
  • Villuminati
  • Land of the Snakes
  • Rich Niggaz
  • 03' Adolescence
  • Trouble
  • Mo Money (Interlude)
  • St. Tropez
  • Let Nas Down
  • Love Yourz
  • Forbidden Fruit
  • Lost Ones
  • Runaway
  • Kerney Sermon (Skit)
  • Can't Get Enough
  • Hello
  • Chaining Day
  • Miss America
  • Cole World
  • Ain't That Some Shit (Interlude)
  • Where's Jermaine? (Skit)
  • Sideline Story
  • Dollar and a Dream III
  • Who Dat
  • Higher
  • Niggaz Know
  • Rise and Shine
  • We On
  • Is She Gon Pop
  • God's Gift
  • Nobody's Perfect

I'm a born sinner
But I die better than that, I swear
It's way darker this time

Sometimes I brag like Hov
(Born sinner, the opposite of a winner)
Sometimes I brag like Hov
(Born sinner, the opposite of a winner)
Sometimes I brag like Hov
(Born sinner, the opposite of a winner)
Sometimes I brag like Hov
(Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight)
Cole (time to get paid, blow up like the World Trade)

Sometimes I brag like Hov, sometimes I'm real like Pac
Sometimes I focus on the flow to show the skills I got
Sometimes I focus on the dough, look at these bills I got
This is a message for some rappers tryna steal my spot
You niggas famous on the internet, I'm real life hot
Homie, get your weight up, fake niggas get sprayed up
My verbal AK slay faggots and I don't mean no disrespect
Whenever I say faggot, okay faggot? Huh, don't be so sensitive

If you want to get fucked in the ass
That's between you and whoever else's dick it is, pause
Maybe that line was too far
Just a little joke to show how homophobic you are
And who can blame ya? Boy Meets World
I'm trying to find a new Topanga
And bang her out, no hangin' out
My pop's was club hopping back when Rick James was out
And all I get is Trinidad James, wait a minute that's strange

Sip a bit of champagne, say "Fuck"
If the hoes like it, I love it nigga nigga nigga
Used to watch Rap City Big Tigga Tigga
Rap nerd, even copped Rah Diggah Diggah
Pac had a nigga saying "Fuck Jigga, fuck Biggie"
I was only like 11 so forgive me
A decade later I be all up in the city
Tryna get Hov to fuck with me
With a burned CD full of jams that was up in my hand
When he said he didn't want it, it was "Fuck him again"
One day, he gon' regret playing me

Little did I know, in a year he'd be fucking paying me
What could you say to me? I beat the odds like Vegas
...

******* This Lyrics is NOT for Commercial use *******
(1409612056681)
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com. This Lyrics is NOT for Commercial use and only 30% of the lyrics are returned.

Copyright © 2019 | Mrtzcmp3