what is your sign? - lil l.a. marz lyrics
lil l.a. marz * what is your sign?
(featuring 2 quiet)
lyrics
(produced by enteernal)
intro:
(enteernal)
yeah
hey
lamar, you be wildin’
oh
uh, uh
hook:
what is your sign? (ehh)
so what i’m a cancer (yuh)
i’m sick of them types
the signs are a lie (no lie)
how do you choose any n*gga like this but your rate is a five? (no lie)
unrealistic goals and these fantasies, gon’ be alone when you die (yeah)
i stand five foot five
i barely get picked up as a guy
i’m not even close to shy
i pull up in suits and ties
you lookin’ for mr. right
but triple and double the price
locked in on the bag (get on the bag)
focused on the grind (get on the grind)
(whoo)
verse 1:
tryna get to atl (hey)
soon as i land, imma work (huh)
don’t ask to by a bbl (hey)
don’t give a f*ck, how good you twerk (yeah)
i think the lil ho came from h*ll (oh wow)
i see 3 sixes on her shirt
i’m not tryna go to jail
cause the lil b*tch would get hurt
i don’t condone no violence to no b*tch
but how am i gonna defend myself
i am a lover and a fighter, but at this point, i care only ’bout the wealth
you can’t even save the ho
where is the daddy, ion know
it’s not even my business
all i know is, you should save the dough
hook:
what is your sign? (what is your sign?)
so what i’m a cancer (yuh) (cancer)
i’m sick of them types (yeah)
the signs are a lie (no lie) (whoo)
how do you choose any n*gga like this but your rate is a five? (no lie) (rate is a five)
unrealistic goals and these fantasies, gon’ be alone when you die (yeah)
i stand five foot five
i barely get picked up as a guy
i’m not even close to shy
i pull up in suits and ties
you lookin’ for mr. right
but triple and double the price
locked in on the bag (get on the bag)
focused on the grind (get on the grind)
(whoo)
verse 2:
get to that bag, yeah
i be countin’ the racks, give a f*ck what you talmbout
and i’ll probably be zoned out
i said, f*ck it, i do what i want cause i’m grown now
nba, b*tch, i ball out
i remember them days, i was sleep on a small couch
now i got me my own couch
and i me a ??? b*tch with a big ???
hook:
what is your sign? (what is your sign?)
so what i’m a cancer (yuh) (cancer)
i’m sick of them types (yeah)
the signs are a lie (no lie) (whoo)
how do you choose any n*gga like this but your rate is a five? (no lie) (rate is a five)
unrealistic goals and these fantasies, gon’ be alone when you die (yeah)
i stand five foot five
i barely get picked up as a guy
i’m not even close to shy
i pull up in suits and ties
you lookin’ for mr. right
but triple and double the price
locked in on the bag (get on the bag)
focused on the grind (get on the grind)
(whoo)
[end]
lil l.a. marz * what is your sign?
(featuring 2 quiet)
lyrics
(produced by enteernal)
intro:
(enteernal)
yeah
hey
lamar, you be wildin’
oh
uh, uh
hook:
what is your sign? (ehh)
so what i’m a cancer (yuh)
i’m sick of them types
the signs are a lie (no lie)
how do you choose any n*gga like this but your rate is a five? (no lie)
unrealistic goals and these fantasies, gon’ be alone when you die (yeah)
i stand five foot five
i barely get picked up as a guy
i’m not even close to shy
i pull up in suits and ties
you lookin’ for mr. right
but triple and double the price
locked in on the bag (get on the bag)
focused on the grind (get on the grind)
(whoo)
verse 1:
tryna get to atl (hey)
soon as i land, imma work (huh)
don’t ask to by a bbl (hey)
don’t give a f*ck, how good you twerk (yeah)
i think the lil ho came from h*ll (oh wow)
i see 3 sixes on her shirt
i’m not tryna go to jail
cause the lil b*tch would get hurt
i don’t condone no violence to no b*tch
but how am i gonna defend myself
i am a lover and a fighter, but at this point, i care only ’bout the wealth
you can’t even save the ho
where is the daddy, ion know
it’s not even my business
all i know is, you should save the dough
hook:
what is your sign? (what is your sign?)
so what i’m a cancer (yuh) (cancer)
i’m sick of them types (yeah)
the signs are a lie (no lie) (whoo)
how do you choose any n*gga like this but your rate is a five? (no lie) (rate is a five)
unrealistic goals and these fantasies, gon’ be alone when you die (yeah)
i stand five foot five
i barely get picked up as a guy
i’m not even close to shy
i pull up in suits and ties
you lookin’ for mr. right
but triple and double the price
locked in on the bag (get on the bag)
focused on the grind (get on the grind)
(whoo)
verse 2:
get to that bag, yeah
i be countin’ the racks, give a f*ck what you talmbout
and i’ll probably be zoned out
i said, f*ck it, i do what i want cause i’m grown now
nba, b*tch, i ball out
i remember them days, i was sleep on a small couch
now i got me my own couch
and i me a ??? b*tch with a big ???
hook:
what is your sign? (what is your sign?)
so what i’m a cancer (yuh) (cancer)
i’m sick of them types (yeah)
the signs are a lie (no lie) (whoo)
how do you choose any n*gga like this but your rate is a five? (no lie) (rate is a five)
unrealistic goals and these fantasies, gon’ be alone when you die (yeah)
i stand five foot five
i barely get picked up as a guy
i’m not even close to shy
i pull up in suits and ties
you lookin’ for mr. right
but triple and double the price
locked in on the bag (get on the bag)
focused on the grind (get on the grind)
(whoo)
[end]
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