B Ray – The Motto
Verse 1:
My old motto was a bottle and some reefer
But im older now the motto get money keep it
I dont wanna spit on the same stage as rejects
I dont wanna piss on the game but all you pussys so lame
You mistook me for the same do you remember those days
Money like Bruce Wayne an im dissin two chains
I dont give what psycho Husaine
Bish wanna buss a nut, im like okay
Dont know where the flow came from like a left hook
Is this really Beau im listenin to? yes sir
Higher than a cockatoo flyer than a rocket too
Been writin a couple songs now im bout to drop a few
Now Namaste is the motto all day
Cuz Karma pay my records on replay
Ill drop a bomb like Sadam in the dawn of day
Man Your spawn gunna be gone like a holiday
I knew one thing that i had to pick my flow up
Then i had to show up to get my dough up
I hope you stupid nillas dont pursue the killas like me
Cuz if you do you betta know that ass gettin tore up
Imma lyrical God
Some people aint feelin but they gunna be gone
These phony rappas killin me dont make another song
Bitch im in the gold and you in the wrong
Bridge:
They told me to work on my craft (SO I DID IT)
They told me to work on some ass (SO I GET IT)
Now im in the back of the lac (ROLL IN THAT TINTED)
You rappas is makin me laugh ( HA HA HA HA HA HA)
You think you a monsta? BITCH IMMA MONSTA
You aint killas you impostors come to me casa
Tell your lil momma hop on the bed right
Bout to show you how we do it on the west side
Hook:
The West Side
The West Side
Bout to show you how we do it on the West Side
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Verse 2:
Bout to kill you rappers with my onomonapias
Have you heard the buzz that beau is the shit
If you chillin with the feds get the fuck out my click
You aint gunna gimme head girl betta hop on the dick
The way i spit it and i rip it imma natural
The game i grit it and i grip it like a basketball
When you spit it are you really with it or are you kiddin
I aint grinnin cuz im winnin i just has to know
Why you laugh Beau back then when my pen was the last resort
No ends to the time i spent and thats fsho
No kin since i moved and its sad fsho
But you gotta keep moving
Ya cant just sit down wanna be provin
Ya gotta get up and ya gotta be tougher
You gotta be shovin it up those mutha fuckas asses
Till they go up in ashes we aint goin backwards
Doin backflips in a Maverick light another Maverick
Let them pussies have it causin havok doing magic
I dont need a clip to get active
They told me to work on my craft so i did it
Said not to look back on the past so i grin an
Bear it i swear that this shit is just tearin me apart
But i know that im gunna do this till i perish
Bridge:
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Hook:
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Verse 3:
These bitches all know the name
You rappas spittin fire? Im pissin out flames
Started to get tired of always dissin on you lames
You think you crazy bitch im deranged
You rappas to lazy an mainly you main bitch hangin
with me my click bitch we to sick so stick with the indigo
Cuz we bout to undergo a whole new chapter as rappers
HERE WE GO
Time to pack up an move on
Gotta pack a smack in the raps in my new songs
Have a heartattack whenever im near a studio
Same thing happens when i see a big booty ho
For girl you a cutie dough
I spit clean sixteens so groovy oh
Rollin doobies in the whip
Lil cutie dont trip dont dip
Drop that booty low
Everyone in the club gotta see you shake it
But im playa gets to see you naked
Make the bitch squirm and scream so much
Make her toes curl up no way shes fakin
Cant even believe all of the sounds she makin
Whenever im around she go down an she gaggin
I thought that i was i good but she want it so bad
that bitch keep sayin
YOU BEEN WORKIN ON YOUR CRAFT
NOW IMMA GIVE YOU ALL THIS ASS
LETS GO HOP IN THE BACK OF THE ‘LAC
THESE OTHER RAPPERS IS MAKIN ME LAUGH