Song Description

Party Song, with game.

Lyrics

I can take u anywhere
The Vatican and Rome there
U say u wanna get a bit higher
(I could take u there)
I'm a keep on writin this fire
Take it to the people by wire
Girl u know my need for u is dire
Time to get the stakes up
I don't deal with trash talk
Cause all them haters they suck
I'm just here to move crowd
get ur damn hands up
Gotta get my fans up
This is not a stick up
Hip hop ransom


No I will never quit it
She is so tight witted
Im A little light wit it
Like I like my ride tinted
I Knew that I might hit it
She bit it and I delivered
Like Stuckey I'm fitted fitted
Admit it u liked-ed it
I be deep on that predicate
Never to put it delicate
Submit it to the delegate
Designated to publish it.
Constanly dropping clubbish
U dropping nuthin but rubbish
My flow was so undercover
Now tell me u ain't discover that...

Comin to the party with the masterplan
Stylin profilin seein' all my fans
Delany smith the million-dollar gift
Gotta have time gotta write the rhymes
Sittin in the studio cause you know it's good to go
and if you feel a good flow then sick back for a minute
A minute second to count all your blessins so you can feel the soul of the holy glow