J.R. Writer

J.R. Writer - A Different Kind lyrics

rate me

Different kind of oral, I'm a different kind of baller

while I explore the world you was getting not explore us

and she left me explore her, you would think the bitch was dourer

better watch your girl for our sick em in their daughter

the dogger, G with this, access we the shit, then I plead the fifth

read my lips, you don't leave the trip,

yeah you'll see a dick, sleep a fish

you know how we do em when we see the clips

stop the whole damn preview let em see the flick

need dick, God know how I treat this bitch

you must been playing tag with you eyes closed you don't see a myth

your team is riff, how could you compete with this

why would I compete with that,

down I ain't even see the mix

I'm fever sick, gonna have it on the front

give a mother mama though, check this temperature sudden

is nothing to a hallow hustler

I'm far from suck them

jumpin out the..bastard, that parky chadder

extra mother if my..I cause it clean,

got them propers at the party seen with Charlie Sheen

that's why you should see that a nas tray

'cause you can never see me on my bad day

Rider

I cook it like a chemist got a hook just to begin with

when it comes to..man I push it to the limit

looking at the eldest if you're looking for the eldest

roll a sudden realest my bitch lip just like a jemness

dig it this ain't new to me, true indeed

jealous make a you can see,

I'm two to three,

steps ahead and whether you'll be musically

truefully I've been the shit

get a grip, I'll make groupies out them chicks you with

it's a gift, tell a boo, be get up in this with and..the death

and some movie when I'm in this bitch,

get you scrip, million dollar play the shit, hey let us kick

and a building in this game I'm with crazy thick, I'm sick

ain't got them haters pissed, take a flick,

make your bitch how ball like baby quick, take the pick

my, I'ma..hallow back I don't even got a mack

they tell me this the grandly but a nigga they too fly for that

that flax, I mix the henny with the rose mow

btu they set up so may and the Rose bone

Lord knows for I hit the Rose cross,

short dope, ..dope I'm tryin to get it all hoe

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