Speaking Tongues

DJ Ill Will






Hello baby I'm on

Yellow when the vise on

And I got money longer than the horizon

Got a big plane your baby mama can fly on

I ain't got time even in another time zone (DJ Rockstar)

Online I grind ho

Offline my grind go, hard like the horns on a rhino

I'm so hot shawty you can call me Spyro

Bottom of the pot baby you can call me Milo

I go in the five O 6-speed fly ho 6 breeze

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Bout to 'bout to poke it all in her

Swiss cheese money that a girl can't believe

Ripley's hang me on the wall like a star with a crisp T

Yeah, your girl sittin' in my knapsack

I be at the dealer doing numbers like cat stacks

All chicks said they love a young black lad

Rubbin' on my ugh like it came with a track pad

Be in the lot, be in the lot doing donuts

Anytime a nigga hit the spot make 'em go nuts

Mama wanna hop up in the drop, so what

Oh she with her friend, let 'em in ring 'em both up

Uh, blow me like a stick of nicotine

It's the mean mister bet your girl'll let me in between

Like I'm tryna intervene, I ain't tryna intervene

Tryna hit your inner spleen harder than a figurine

Cîroc poppin' what's poppin', ugh

My top droppin' what's flockin'

I rock bodies like a nigga pop lockin'

And my crib is set up like the car they shot Pac in

Uh, what's the numbers I can lock in

It's like Christmas all my women got stockings

Uh, have something I have stocks in

I told them get the money so they only date stocks men

What's good and it's goody

Hit the outlet what jeans which hoodie

Day 'n' Nite baller call him Kid Cudi

Anywhere I go the buzz with me like Woody

Yeah, Fly Fres nigga (Canada)






Yeah


blind nigga we sicker than
slime

Ready guys

Look, uh

LRG designs all my back pockets

The bright sides to slop what I stash profit

Bad broads is on deck her ass proper

Have her sing high notes like she sing opera

Block frizzy T-city we getting busy

My brother we getting cheddar so women be getting frisky

40 on deck I'm sippin' it oh yes and ripping this song bless the killah the don next

The bottle I gotta go off to the models and walk to the condo

Picking combos of chickens like I got a Mc
Donald's

Like which chick hit look at me possibly I don't know

I'm the hottest out the dark so they honor the title

Sicker than the sickest bigger than the biggest and I'm flyer than the birds while you swimming with the fishes

Flowing like the wind in the winter I'm a winner, shawty know the paper proper I'ma stick her

Liquor in my system got me chillin' like a blizzard

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Til I'm 'bout to give her DC like I'm wizard

I don't smoke but my TV lighting swishers

Brother you can never see me I am iller

Better is a heap of 'em, seeing the season I'm finna ether them

The heat is needed breath it to each of them

See it's neither easy for your sweet to eat a beat where your greeted please the people keep it lethal spit the B-note

That's killer raps

Read the chips, casinos my figures stacked

Peep the wrist it's really cold, Jackson

See the fish brother Tito

Leave you with a damn scarred face like Pacino, what's really good

My Blackberry keepin' me stacked very the various plans vary from business to slamming Carey

Hillson at Hilton I'm feeling for top ceiling

Watch 'cause it's how I'm finna cop like a villain

Props to Locs to support the flock

Fresco be the jock open the door's locked

Let's go hit the spot like the women I rock

And spend dough that we're tricking for guap

N-Rimes

Let's get it