Wanted lyrics

by

IsaiahThe3rd


I do not jump on the stage, I ain't dancing for n*ggas
I do not like using names, all rumors alleged
I do not discriminate, I know men that are b*tches
I do not like playing games still my dogs do the fetching

I do not look at the tag, I just arm and I leg it
Give that sh*t back to my bros like Edward Elric
Wearing that red with the gold, I’m an Avenger
I do not do what I’m told, virgos are stubborn

I do not like the attention
You want them diamonds but can’t handle pressure
You feel uncomfortable, you gotta tuck it
I stay with Ghosts like Tommy or Tucker

I just say f*ck it, got a few joints in the bucket
Know who to call when there’s ruckus
Ain’t no discussion, all of my women they love it
A good guy that’s always in trouble
They love to suck it, using my D like a muzzle
Want me to stay just to cuddle
We ain’t a couple, I love to juggle
They love to argue I’m good with rebuttals
My missing piece to the puzzle
Ending all fights with I love you
Treat the pus*y like a run through
I make her sticky K’Knuckles
Baby show me what that tongue do

I do not jump on the stage, I ain't dancing for n*ggas
I do not like using names, all rumors alleged
I do not discriminate, I know men that are b*tches
I do not like playing games still my dogs do the fetching

Dress code? Black mask
Like Lelouch I don’t get taxed
A few cribs shout out kick backs
Salty n*ggas they be big mad
No pics, no snaps
An arsonist like Mustang
Heard your tracks, no slaps
A jackass call me Bojack

Know what I like, I got a type
2 to 3 jobs in a night, I know I ain’t right
You look like an alibi
I got proof if you think I’m lying
I doubt I’ll be doing time
c*cky, New York State Of Mind

All of my enemies
Plotting with cops to put an end to me
Can’t give em energy
Nobody breathing could touch my serenity
A wanted man, headshots like LaChapelle
Zig Zag like the NFL
They’ll stop when I bite the metal like Rafael
Man of clay in a i8
Me doing good got em irate
Money triple off what I say
Dr. Sex you know Izay

I take your chick, then hit a lick, that add to the crime rate
Never been quick, goal to be rich, word to my namesake

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