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Don't Ask Video (MV)




Performed By: Whiteboy Scummy
Language: English
Length: 3:00
Written by: Michael Wilson




Whiteboy Scummy - Don't Ask Lyrics
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ASAP told me always strive and prosper
So I keep my top shotta riding shotgun
I ain't on your radar, sayonara
This wavelengths a private log-in
I'm signing on, f*ck it put my pen down
I don't know you you don't know me you ain't been 'round
So much weight up on these shoulders keep a gym towel
Ten thou' down on these hits I feel like Chris Brown
I'm that king now, 'gon and bend, bow
Wrists wow, bling bloah
Diamonds, Crystal
Wooh! Know that you can have this too
'Long as you stack your chips and sport it casual
Don't act a fool, or get jerked for your lil work
Hope you got some tough grills, and a steel shirt
Like a bad trip to the dentist, your feelings hurt
My baby girl had a baby boy her belly burst
My only choice is make this work
So I'm taking chances, take my lane and swerve
Stay true all the time, Don't just pray in church
Running from my fate until my ankles hurt
Go against the grain, from my date of birth until I lay in a hurse
So don't ask for advice
Ain't everything, got a price
This is art, this is life
Uh, ain't everybody want a slice
Ain't no time, up until the time is right
Well no shit, so don't ask for advice
Ain't everything, got a price
This is art, this is life
Uh, ain't everybody want a slice
Ain't no time, up until the time is right
Well no shit
Cap with the low brim
I got lines for days, call it a coke binge
Chrome rims spinning for the road trip
And I won't go get it 'less its for the whole thing
And I know who it is when my phone rings
Four four probably pull strings
I ain't getting out of bed, 'less they need me up at head office
Strictly big business, ain't no next offers
Paparazzi catch me stoned at the press conference
Watch me kick it like the Mystery of Chessboxing
Just want to take my momma on a helicopter
Show her that the world ain't that big, once you get up of it
Call it giant steps, its the mindset
That got me to Toronto and escaped this ghetto concept
I came a long way, could say its far fetched
But you doing what I do? Now thats a long stretch
So don't ask for advice
Ain't everything, got a price
This is art, this is life
Uh, ain't everybody want a slice
Ain't no time, up until the time is right
Well no shit, so don't ask for advice
Ain't everything, got a price
This is art, this is life
Uh, ain't everybody want a slice
Ain't no time, up until the time is right
Well no shit
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ASAP told me always strive and prosper
So I keep my top shotta riding shotgun
I ain't on your radar, sayonara
This wavelengths a private log-in
I'm signing on, f*ck it put my pen down
I don't know you you don't know me you ain't been 'round
So much weight up on these shoulders keep a gym towel
Ten thou' down on these hits I feel like Chris Brown
I'm that king now, 'gon and bend, bow
Wrists wow, bling bloah
Diamonds, Crystal
Wooh! Know that you can have this too
'Long as you stack your chips and sport it casual
Don't act a fool, or get jerked for your lil work
Hope you got some tough grills, and a steel shirt
Like a bad trip to the dentist, your feelings hurt
My baby girl had a baby boy her belly burst
My only choice is make this work
So I'm taking chances, take my lane and swerve
Stay true all the time, Don't just pray in church
Running from my fate until my ankles hurt
Go against the grain, from my date of birth until I lay in a hurse
So don't ask for advice
Ain't everything, got a price
This is art, this is life
Uh, ain't everybody want a slice
Ain't no time, up until the time is right
Well no shit, so don't ask for advice
Ain't everything, got a price
This is art, this is life
Uh, ain't everybody want a slice
Ain't no time, up until the time is right
Well no shit
Cap with the low brim
I got lines for days, call it a coke binge
Chrome rims spinning for the road trip
And I won't go get it 'less its for the whole thing
And I know who it is when my phone rings
Four four probably pull strings
I ain't getting out of bed, 'less they need me up at head office
Strictly big business, ain't no next offers
Paparazzi catch me stoned at the press conference
Watch me kick it like the Mystery of Chessboxing
Just want to take my momma on a helicopter
Show her that the world ain't that big, once you get up of it
Call it giant steps, its the mindset
That got me to Toronto and escaped this ghetto concept
I came a long way, could say its far fetched
But you doing what I do? Now thats a long stretch
So don't ask for advice
Ain't everything, got a price
This is art, this is life
Uh, ain't everybody want a slice
Ain't no time, up until the time is right
Well no shit, so don't ask for advice
Ain't everything, got a price
This is art, this is life
Uh, ain't everybody want a slice
Ain't no time, up until the time is right
Well no shit
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Writer: Michael Wilson
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