Letras
Aye um... y'all got any titties up in here
I would like some titties in my face, thank you
Now back to Cory and Topanga
(Theo they gon' love you if you make it out the mud)
Ima paint a picture get it straight up out the dust
Ain't nobody told me not to worry 'bout my blood
My first word was badass cause I ain't have no da-da
Quick to flip the script, I paint a picture with the cadenece
Wrap it up like Pakistan, that money make me raindance
(Woo yeah)
Now I'm thinking 'bout all of these changes
How we went and fucking separate ways (Hey)
All I want was Cory and Topanga (Hey)
All that lovey dovey shit gon' vanquish
Keep your eyes on the prize, what you made for (what you made for)
Fuck your problems, I got blessings in my halo
Nowadays I don't trip, I just stay low
Got no lies, got no flex, I got steez (Okay)
Got that fire that be burning in my sleep (Okay)
Got that girl who keep peeking thru my dreams
Who's that at the door?
Cory and Topanga, Topanga, Topang- topanga
Gon' vanquish, gon' vanquish, gon' van- gon' vanquish
You made for, made for, you ma- made for
My halo my halo, my ha- my ha- halo- never trip I just stay low
All that lovey dovey shit gon' vanquish
Keep yo eyes on the prize, what you made for
Fuck your problems, I got blessings in my halo
Nowadays I don't trip, I just stay low (Yuh)
And I been savage, yes indeed I'm in my bag
Boy who met the world, I can't give it back
Guess you talking' shit, moonwalk over that
Feel like jack and Jill cause I do too well
Oh, go figure that (Okay)
If life was like a date, I pulled up late but I'm still gon' smash
Think that I'm feeling' impatient but infinity on my dash
Young boy young boy young boy, don't you trip, just relax
Young boy young boy young boy got the world in his. grasp
All that lovey dovey shit gon' make me
But that lovey dovey shit won't change me
Fell asleep, I found myself in day dreams