The Don Lyrics - Emilio Rojas

I'm the hottest thing since 2 strings 

The coldest out, Disney's Frozen got a saint 

Women can't let me go, I blame the feelings 

'Cause now that I'm on, it's amazing what those shoulders bring 

All the times I was crossed out 

They shake can't even make this nigga fall out 

I'm rising up, I'm rising up, who brought the killer out 

I don't fear these niggas that still stay at they mama's house 

'Cause if I lose it, then my music can bring marshal out 

I know they want tea parties is the fucking sprout 

I leave you wet my nigga for braille ping pow 

I don't pull triggers, I got niggas for the bing bow 

I'm talking sales from hell, you hear me clear now? 

Hump from rises you could spring and still get shot down 

Sniper scope on my dreams nigga 

What you playing, what you saying 

You got priest nigga? 

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Halleluha, shit 

And if you don't then you a dog 

But I ain't playing nigga 

'Cause tricks are for kids, no Houdini, nigga 

I got a girl that one night cost more than dental fellas 

I got a sweet of her, see kisses got me stroking different 

I'm never stuck, I'm never worried about who don't get it 

'Cause the ones I got and all my problem 

They ain't tryina fix it 

More like sit back and fucking let your eyes listen 

'Cause what you see is what you get, this ain't television 

More like 3D, big screen in a Bentley 

Never ran from nothing, now these labels tryina get me 

Like baby you should rap more, maybe you should sing less 

Or maybe if y'all knew me, y'all would have known your shit to sign this 

Now I'm signing split, sheez for records on yours projects 

'Cause when you artists fail I'm the nigga you gonn' call next 

I'm the illest, I'm the illest, I'm fucking illest 

I say it so damn much I got a fucking illness 

Raise the bar, courtesy of drinking 

I'm the hottest in my city, check my numbers if you question 

Hold a buckle up, somebody grab the libations 

It's a toast for my city, even when I'm on vacation 

'Cause I try not be norm, except I am the smell snort 

Y'all niggas are lug own, it's kudo 

No need for your kudos 

'Cause fuck of y'all snitch 

I fuck with pigs, menudo 

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Hey Frank, you know I fuck with you man 

I try to tell them 

Fuck these motherfuckers, no respect for them 

These draws in my hood, man my part of town ain't know for decadence 

New York I'm with the porties and Dominicans 

Callie I'm with Mexicans 

Half white and half Hispanic, but fully in this for excellence 

Now all my girls is hela bad 

Titties pierced with hela ass 

I'm landing in your circle with the choppa, like a helipad 

Like brah, now all my foes get mowed down so 

How the fuck your grass is greener dog 

When there's this blood in it, huh? 

I don't have to rhyme, now I hear the shit you're talking 

When you're sounding like a pantomime 

Fuck it, y'all more like phantom mind 

Hear a little me, you homie, that shit you can't deny 

I expect my name to be mentioned now when it's thank you time 

I'm past the dime, I'ma die plus a dime wine 

Makes me Donnie Halfaway when he's sipping on Shine Dine 

I'm the illest, now I'm from New York, fuck who the trillest 

In that double groose bubble with leather in that chinchilla, ah!