All arise for the main attraction
It's mr Haskins
Sporting that cardigan and red beanie
Young life aquatic captain
Peaking thru the windows of a soul of a Nigga like me
Looking like xp
My os fresh
No contest
Dsk crest on my brand new mahogany desk
First order of business
We need some more blunts
Some more burgers
And bring some more Bitches
1 hunna 3 hunna
We all know you real
All you know is getting mills
We get it
But your shit is so mediocre
That i really hope you not looking for deals my nigga
Cause this shit about to get real my nigga
Punchlines they be flying
It's ill my nigga
You cowards not meant for the field my nigga
You pups can't keep up with the pedigree
Find me where the warmer weather be
F*ck your crew and linda ellerby
I swear that must be on ketamine
Trapped in the hole with the moles b
Cause they still think they ten steps ahead of me
But anyway listen
I split the bullshit from the real
Bitch im the partition
She make my dick stand we kissing
I love Anastasia
My baby my missus
What the F*ck is you saying You Dick
We all bout to be rich
All My niggas make hits
Never marksman whenever i spit
If You get in my way
You gon that ass hit
Don't be mad that my bitch badder than yours
She suck dick and roll blunts
And read when she bored
I think to myself am i getting too high
Maybe
If I take another
I stamp im gon die
Tylisha Haskins - All Aboard Lyrics
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All arise for the main attraction
It's mr Haskins
Sporting that cardigan and red beanie
Young life aquatic captain
Peaking thru the windows of a soul of a Nigga like me
Looking like xp
My os fresh
No contest
Dsk crest on my brand new mahogany desk
First order of business
We need some more blunts
Some more burgers
And bring some more Bitches
1 hunna 3 hunna
We all know you real
All you know is getting mills
We get it
But your shit is so mediocre
That i really hope you not looking for deals my nigga
Cause this shit about to get real my nigga
Punchlines they be flying
It's ill my nigga
You cowards not meant for the field my nigga
You pups can't keep up with the pedigree
Find me where the warmer weather be
F*ck your crew and linda ellerby
I swear that must be on ketamine
Trapped in the hole with the moles b
Cause they still think they ten steps ahead of me
But anyway listen
I split the bullshit from the real
Bitch im the partition
She make my dick stand we kissing
I love Anastasia
My baby my missus
What the F*ck is you saying You Dick
We all bout to be rich
All My niggas make hits
Never marksman whenever i spit
If You get in my way
You gon that ass hit
Don't be mad that my bitch badder than yours
She suck dick and roll blunts
And read when she bored
I think to myself am i getting too high
Maybe
If I take another
I stamp im gon die
It's mr Haskins
Sporting that cardigan and red beanie
Young life aquatic captain
Peaking thru the windows of a soul of a Nigga like me
Looking like xp
My os fresh
No contest
Dsk crest on my brand new mahogany desk
First order of business
We need some more blunts
Some more burgers
And bring some more Bitches
1 hunna 3 hunna
We all know you real
All you know is getting mills
We get it
But your shit is so mediocre
That i really hope you not looking for deals my nigga
Cause this shit about to get real my nigga
Punchlines they be flying
It's ill my nigga
You cowards not meant for the field my nigga
You pups can't keep up with the pedigree
Find me where the warmer weather be
F*ck your crew and linda ellerby
I swear that must be on ketamine
Trapped in the hole with the moles b
Cause they still think they ten steps ahead of me
But anyway listen
I split the bullshit from the real
Bitch im the partition
She make my dick stand we kissing
I love Anastasia
My baby my missus
What the F*ck is you saying You Dick
We all bout to be rich
All My niggas make hits
Never marksman whenever i spit
If You get in my way
You gon that ass hit
Don't be mad that my bitch badder than yours
She suck dick and roll blunts
And read when she bored
I think to myself am i getting too high
Maybe
If I take another
I stamp im gon die
Writer: Julian Johnson
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