Charles Hamilton - Silver Spoon lyrics

TSA, stay fucking with my bag but either
Way, S-E-G-A in love with the cash, and
I need break my memory keeps slipping mJ
But Pippen microphone Jones-ing
Jordan with conversation
So listen of course you’re
Making it different when
You’re walking my way, walking off like the
Highway thoughts going out of my brain
Inside of thy frame digesting
It my questions is your "it" Bottom line
I’m the shit say my name if you got a guy
Quit it

Girl, I feel you working it out
I hope you know what you’re doing
Girl, I feel you working your mouth
I hope you know I’m about to lose it

You got my dick on some other shit gump
On some Bubba shit gums like Bubba
Bumping your fucking ass just so I
Can get my shit back
That’s how it go i already
Got the sour rolled you’re
Powerful and you’re loud
I know so the most people with the
Most powerful system of computers go to
Hell for Dell my dick get low for Micro but
I’m trying to hit thighs so Apple, indeed
In the core you and I doing things
We need to go to church for
Fuck I have to record this verse
For? Wait until verse no more

Girl I see you working it out
I hope you know what you’re doing
Girl I feel you working your mouth
I hope you know I’m about to lose it

Couple of baddies, they be
Sucking it for Daddy
Like Robin Thicke i am who made
Robin Thicke watch the flick i made her
Papa thick her Papa’s her Mama
She’s got my dick i’m what the bottom is
What’s the problem with all y’all kids?
I’m also what the top is, like what Minaj is
Bouncing like I misspelled
Her name can’t help me today, dame
This is an away game still
Dribbling and listening coach Pat
Reilly of rhyming Exactly what
I mean and need

Girl, I see you working it out
I hope you know what you’re doing
Girl, I feel you working your mouth
I hope you know I’m about to lose it