beg Ya pardon ft. Deuce Cannon The God Lyrics

They can say what they wanna say

I get to the mullah way faster than underlay

What the fuck is a tummy ache

After 30 birthdays Nigga I got a ton of cake

These Niggas gon suffocate

Cuz I'm bringing more heat than the devil on summer break

I'm putting the guns away

Cuz I don't want my niggas catching another case

I'm hearing that y'all must've ran out of options

I'm like a microwave the way that I'm popping

My bitch is the best she be taking me shopping

She fly as a bird she the shit like the droppings

We role-play and shit If I'm Batman she robin

Tomato tomato I spoil her rotten

Her booty so soft I imagine it's cotton

They hate and throw salt like they eating top Ramen

Motherfuckers stepping to me like they really fucking with me

Now days give'em middle finger

It ain't nothing to me nothing to me

Givem middle finger they ain't fucking with me

Calling me celebate

Cuz they know they never fucking with me

Out of your element so you know it ain't no coming with me

Niggas irrelevant and the the shit is kind of boring to me

Shit is too delicate need somebody that can blow up with me

Yes I'm elephant need a hundred niggas rolling with me

It was obvious when I got that bag then niggas start hating

Now Im curious if I said fuck the pigs

Why they bringing me bacon

Made a hundred k all in one week

Now all these rap niggas want my technique

Tellem plz don't get me started

I leave you dearly departed

All of us pull out a special

My niggas really retarded

No I don't want any trouble

I'm just incredible artist

Say that you fuckin with me

I didn't hear you beg ya pardon

In the jungle I go ape on em

Knock em off I smell the fake on em

OVO I got the Drake on 'em

Bullets Flying Issa cape on 'em

Bitch I'm beyond fire

They ain't flammable dem niggas non fire

Ever disrespect I let da Tom fire

Bitch I light da can Issa bond fire

I'm cool nigga and a live wire

You a blood sucker that's a vampire

You a woman beater not a man fighter

Thumbing through the money got my hands tired

Like Aye, Jus a Mack nigga from the East Side

Aye, middle finger we don't do the peace sign

Aye, nigga we don't never let the beef ride

Aye, nigga want smoke he get deep fried

This shit bang like a beat by Dre

Bang this shit in ya beats by Dre

They know I'm a star and I need my space

Fuck that I'm God niggas need my grace

Hoes gon faint when they see my face

Murder this shit then i beat my case

I'm Deuce that's Chris nigga he my Ace

In the field like they ain't never freed my race

It was obvious when I got that bag these niggas start hating

Now I'm curious

If I say fuck the pigs why they bringing me bacon

Made a hundred k all in one week

Now all these rap niggas want my technique

Tellem plz don't get me started

I leave you dearly departed

All of us pull out a special

My niggas really retarded

No I don't want any trouble

I'm just incredible artist

Say that you fuckin with me

I didn't hear you beg ya pardon