IMELA Lyrics

Gotit

Dress a hug your body skin tight o

Ownership I get the title

I don shakara what's in my cup

Dey see nyash I go tell her wassup

I got options got selections

President suite no elections

Put myself on the map no directions

The money give me erections woah woah

Don't do internet beef fuck a mention

Rap baby mamas got collections

Any necessary change make correction

Slut her on a balcony the air refreshing

Her HD lace bring out her complexion

If ya bitch bad where your affection

If ya bitch bad teach her lessons woah woah

Cause I knew this for life

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Akwukwo ndu put inside the nku

Gotta test waters before I taste the pum pum

Una come 2nd place just the first to lose

A nigga be on chill but don't test my cool

Yeah

I know that patience is virtue

Being stabbed in your back know what hurt you

Working sun up to sun down no curfew

Stayed down now you see what them perks do

Got a party pack let's see what them percs do woah woah

Sticking to the code

I still open doors

Dior her top Valentino her toes

I got niggas in the can but everything kosher

Really hate talking I rather go and show ya

I don't fear no pressure with this world on my shoulders

I don't feel no pressure got the world on my shoulders

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