50 Rackz-A-Slap - Eyez On Lyrics

Little baby got her own little flavor
Ice Cream
No lie go hard go major
Read books stay home no flexing
She don't be up in the club wit the extraz
Tryna test every nigga thru the texture

She be furthest from the one's who be messy
Sending little smiley faces of the texteez

I'm from Cali but I need a girl from Texas

Yeah a girl who ate her corn bread
Thick thighs she look corn-feed
Dirty south what her body like
Aye let me check is that a body type ?
Real ones know the lingo
We all wanna bonk, BINGO !
She know it wit dem tight clothes
Love dick but she run around wit dike hoes
She love D yeah she love D
At least when I hit she say she love me
And right after I skeet I gotta go and pee
I got a special call so she know it's me
I step out you in a fly zone

They ain't neva got a map to get in my zone
Lens Crafter, kuz im the one they eyez on
I'm the one they eyes on

Lens Crafter
I'm the one they eyes on

Lens Crafter
I'm the one they eyes on
Eyes on

I'm the one they eyes on
Eyez on
I'm the one they eyes on

Lens Crafter
I'm the one they eyez on
Lens Crafter
Eyez on
I'm the one they eyez on
All eyez on me baby
I ain't tripping what you think baby
Don't follow me follow JESUS
His purpose much deeper than my remix
I'm just tryna lead you to the well baby
They got us focused on this paper like a mail lady
And not the spirit like we should be
Man I feel we got Hood Winked
This game so fast we can't blink
This game so fast we can't think
The game so fast gotta move slow
Gotta meditate on what you do it for