2012 Predictions Lyrics - Maino

This is for my internet bloggers, independent artists 

Bitches pulling scams off credit card charges 

Yeah, 11 is dead, let me share a couple visions that I got in my head 

I welcome you to 2012, when the Mayans once said its the end of the world 

So we gonna do it up and live it like our last night 

So wasted, I cant remember my last night 

All I see is the future in front of me 

Nothing like all these visionary wannabees 

Im a fortune teller man I know shit 

Another rapper, open off my own bitch 

New year, Im a wizard again 

Fuck that, I see Obama winning again 

Yeah, Chris Brown and Rihanna getting back togther 

Yo Mainom, for real? 

Nobody gives a fuck about all that other shit, nigga 

Wassup with you? Predict some shit abotu you, nigga 

I wanna hear about you, 

I dont give a fuck about no basketball wives 

I dont give a fuck about none of these bitches on television 

and crime and fighting every fucking 5 minutes 

Wassup with you nigga? 

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All I see is skiny bitches going skiny dipping in my swimming pool, barshit 

Park the Lamborghini in my living room 

Flossing, got a diamond as big as a table spoon 

Cartridge, ak 47 and Ive been a goon 

Mirror, mirror while Im staring at the wall 

Will I live to be the greatest, or die an underdog? 

Will I will I make it to the frog? 

Will these niggas ever wake and stop sleeping on your door 

All I see is my funeral me dying as a general 

Hopping out that casket screaming you cant kill the truth 

Yeah Im bulletproof baby its so incredible 

Tweezing off, holding my balance just like a killer do 

All I see is visions and kitchens and all 

Day friends yelling like nigga you gotta ball at night 

So now Im in that place waving bottles out 

Strippers dancing on me got me throwing dollars out 

So drunk so high that Im on a cloud 

Cant see the sky, cant find the ground 

Yeah Im coming but these fagots trying to hide the crown 

Im turned up, need a shot just to calm me down 

I spend days and I bathe up in crack houses 

Blue bread took bread and I stack thousands 

No love with the war with different drug lords 

Got friends doing time over drug lords 

On the road we gonna roll to the end of it 

Stand up and crack a smile at my sentences 

Now tell me why these pussy niggas trembling 

Cause these rappers in this game all gelatin 

All I see is riches in my crystal wall 

Should I let them in or should I kill them all? 

Should I cop the new Benz with the soft top 

So I can stand up on the and yell fuck cops 

Should I keep fucking hoes or should I get a wife? 

Should I find a strip club or should I find Christ? 

Fell a sleep behind the wheel of a 

Woke up in a tellie next to 

This is my prediction for 12, Ima make a sex tape and show girls 

Niggas only hate what they fear boy 

They gonna kiss the ring this year, boy 

They gonna kiss the ring this year, boy 

They gonna kiss the ring this year, boy.