IDK, King Los, Devin Cruise - My Vanity lyrics

I look up to the sky then I pray the lord
That one day I’ll pop these
Bottles just because I’m bored
I pray I have a kid and a good wife
But, if I’m stuck with a dyke I'll be alright

She poppin Molly - shorty shot a white girl
(Damn)
She poppin Molly - shorty shot a white girl
(Damn) if I could have one wish
I would buy the world
If I could have one wish
I would buy the world

I’ll pull up in a whip
You’ve never seen before
The rims look like my job was triple beaming
Ho but it's never that
Since similac I never used to pack a gat
Matter fact
Only thing I ever packed in my backpack
Was a four pack of bubble gum (quote that)
I used to sell it in the hallways
Just to buy a north face and
A shirt from all daz
Bitch nigga that was all day
I used to grind like
A mutherfucking roller blade
In elementary, I used to sell lemonade
In ninth grade, little nigga had to upgrade
To the Purp Haze
But selling drugs ain't for everyone -
It only lasted four days so I prayed
Dear god i need a new car
Preferably a six twin Turbo
Super Charged
I need a couple hundreds just to
Throw it on some broads
And I promise to come to church
Right after this ménage

Today the sun was in my face
(La da da da da) so I bought versace shades
(La da da da da) i know I need to change
(La da da da da)
But, I’d much rather stay the same

She poppin Molly - shorty shot a white girl
(Damn)
She poppin Molly - shorty shot a white girl
(Damn) if I could have one wish
I would buy the world
If I could have one wish
I would buy the world

Man, niggas ain’t had a
Wish since Brandy's brother
I wish a nigga with my
Shit tighter than any other
Your bitches don't really be dykin
They be panty rubbers
I got a black on black benz
I call that bitch Danny Glover or Whoopi
You whoop me it will feel
Like ya granny hung ya
Put arms around a nigga let
His family touch ya
I be sonning these niggas
They need family structure
You know family matters
I demand these suckers to fuck up
But what the fuck can I say
But fuck you butt fucks
Have a fuckin nice day
Did your fuckin eyes play, tricks on you
Naw nigga this a fuckin ice tray
On my wrist shittin on you
Ain’t hard paint job, on the whip was a grip
It was something in ya bitch mouth
Wait it was a dick it was mine
Get the sign get his picture
Get it signed when she said hit rewind
Motherfucker it's my time turn up

Today the sun was in my face
(La da da da da) so i bought versace shades

Fuck you, we be ballin’ like shit
TRiBE be the clique ballin’ like shit
How it sound swish
Ballin’ like shit tRiBE be the clique
Ballin’ like shit how it sound

Ho nigga Ho nigga (Turn Up)
Bitch Nigga Bitch Nigga (Turn Up)
Ho nigga Ho nigga (Turn Up)
Bitch Nigga Bitch Nigga (Turn Up)
Ho nigga Ho nigga (Turn Up)
Bitch Nigga Bitch Nigga (Turn Up)
Ho nigga Ho nigga (Turn Up)
Bitch Nigga Bitch Nigga (Turn Up)

Throw ya mother fuckin’ hands up!
Throw ya mother fuckin’ hands up!
Throw ya mother fuckin’ hands up!
Throw ya mother fuckin’ hands up!