Niontay Mr.havemyway
[Verse 1]
Yeah, I know I ain't shoppin' [?]
We rap [?] crew, I keep my brothers 'round me
And a lot to filter, [?] it
I'm mister Havemyway, and you can't do nothin' about it
[?] we havin' a meeting
They took a dog ass, that love to play defense
Kick door, I'm in this bitch, [?]
Mister regular like me, he on his [?] shit
Money on the [?] road, we gon' go [?]
Pull that choppa out his [?], watch him fold [?]
Hit that on for fifteen minutes, and he told gladly
Few milli' out the 'Raq, that lil' can have it
[Chorus]
Make the bitch twerk right in front of the crowd
Mister Havemyway, and you can't do nothin' about it
Game sick and I don't get what I love about it
Thank God for my heart, I can't thug without it
Make the bitch twerk right in front of the crowd
Mister Havemyway, and you can't do nothin' about it
The game and I don't get what I love about it
Thank God for my heart, I can't thug without it
[Verse 2]
Slightly geeked, I might tweak, [?] in
I'll speak on every [?], I be proud as shit
Stand on business, all my can vouch for it
[?] make some bands from the house with it
Who did? I don't know nothin' about that shit
[?] in the air, [?] runnin' 'round it
You can get a lil' sixteen for a couple thousand
Say they gon' do-, yeah, it's all good
[Chorus]
Make the bitch twerk right in front of the crowd
Mister Havemyway, and you can't do nothin' about it
Gang shit, and I don't get what I love about it
Thank God for my heart, I can't go without it
Make the bitch twerk right in front of the crowd
Mister Havemyway, and you can't do nothin' about it
Gang shit, and I don't get what I love about it
Thank God for my heart, I can't go without it
[Outro]
White folk came to see me
What type of shit is this?
You know you made it when white folks come see you somebody-