So keep on throwing your sticks and stones I'd rather fight with you all night Than never have you in my life I can't bear to let you go I can't bear to let, bear to let you go Oh you left a hole in me But I don't cut easily I'm only just holding up, on

I'll throw this, I'll throw this dick on you, girl (girl) To get tips Those lips and those childbearing hips Gonna make you feel me, if I gotta shake this building 'til I make you spill drinks Girl, this whole building is probably filled with lil'

I got, I got, I got, I got options You the, you the, you the, you the top one So baby, baby, if it ain't a problem Can I get some of your love? I got a whole lot of names and a whole lot of numbers But I'd throw them away 'cause I think I might love you

They don't see me Oh no, they don't see me Your girl's drawers comin' down But her hands go up to the ceilin' I guarantee it, I guarantee it, I guarantee it, I guarantee it I'm throwin' money in the VIP I'm ballin' out, so you know it's me They tell me,

The time is coming Rolling, and throwing, consoling Everything that goes this far Joking and hoping, revolting All that shit that's who you are Hoping, and scolding, revolving Peel it back, reveal the scar Loathing, exploding, controlling Tear me from

All day long Bangin' my head against the wall All day long, 'til we're dead and gone And it's all and it's all and it's all day long 'Til we're dead and gone Grow up, be a winner Keep on hangin' on Stuck here 'til I'm gone Boys still throwin' stones

Lightning bolt! You’ve got to know you’ll never let her go Never let her go She comes on like a stone But you don’t know where from she was thrown Like a burning meteor from miles high Shes looking for a place to land She said you got yourself some sand

My world, rhyme vicious White girl, team full of bad bitches Cotton candy, laced in gold Stack that money, sushi roll Bottles up, feeling throw'd V.I.P it, overload George tell em next, half a mill Ugh, hands in the air This is for the bitches getting

The honoring instinct of animal No blame on the red bull Throw fury at him Aim gorge and win Less contenders on the way today Let them pay Nothing lost

I am not throwing away my shot Hey yo, I’m just like my country I’m young, scrappy and hungry And I’m not throwing away my shot When are these colonies gonna rise up? And I am not throwing away my shot We’re gonna rise up (time to take a shot) I’ma get a