American Idol Lyrics

Huh?

Luh thousand

Before i put on a dirty ass bitch ima put on my bro

Two things I never seen before is a UFO and hoe won't go

How you talk about smoke you never slid even got my Lo

Better not try to play with me lil kid blick be in my coat

Better not ever ty to up me, quick draw hall of fame

Step back and i shoot from 3 on god bitch i feel like dame

Im balling, should've played with the bucks coach put me in the game

Woulda thought my stick was on American idol way this bitch sing

Woulda thought this bitch was usher, let em' burn

Scat pack geekin' like its on a bean fuck around and kissed the curve

I be in New York I'm tweakin, FBG like what's the word?

Ion be on the internet tweeting bitch I'm trying to sell a bird

Woulda thought that hoe was milk Marie the way this lil hoe coochie cream

I had came face to face with my opp and he ain't do a thing

Niggas broke as fuck and hating, they so mad that they can't join the team

Pull this drake out and I'm dunking on a opp like I'm Kareem

Yeah I'm dunking on opp like a big man

Before you talk down on me tell em' i got big bands

I got 10 thousand on me right now in these amiri pants

I gota keep that (brdd) on me

Shit get crazy see what I'm sayin'

See what I'm sayin'

Shitting on everybody who said i wouldn't be nothing

(See what I'm sayin')

They know thousand pop it yea he do his big one

(See what I'm sayin')

Get fly and fuck these niggas hoes and take care my lil one

(See what I'm sayin')

Run a big bank roll that shit there killed em'

(See what I'm sayin')

Before I put on a dirty ass bitch ima put on my bro

Two things I never seen before is a UFO and hoe won't go

How you talk about smoke you never slid even got my Lo

Better not try to play with me lil kid blick be in my coat

Better not ever ty to up me, quick draw hall of fame

Step back and i shoot from 3 on god bitch i feel like dame

Im balling, should've played with the bucks coach put me in the game

Woulda thought my stick was on American idol way this bitch sing

Woulda thought this bitch was usher, let em' burn

Scat pack geekin' like its on a bean fuck around and kissed the curve

I be in New York I'm tweakin, FBG like what's the word?

Ion be on the internet tweeting bitch I'm trying to sell a bird