Club 92 (feat. Ted Tony)
Yi$hay
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Ju know I'm tryna function Where the hoes at F*ck all that dumb shit Ju know (AyowiththeMayo) SSR that's the squad Throw your pinkies in the sky nigga Ju know I'm tryna function Aye Aye I'm tryna function Get to the bag F*ck all that dumb shit Niggas be talking, ain't about nothing On the real, niggas be bluffin Trap like Lebron, it keep on jumping I'm in the trap I got the munchies I got that crack I ain't a junkie She got that cat, show me that monkey I had some soup, chicken and dumpling Nigga we hot, we on 100 If she a fox, I gotta hunt it I wanna cry, she got the onion I need the cash, need that in abundance Get to the bag, shit is redundant Stick to the streets That's where I'm accustomed If you not fam, then I do not trust them Shit is insane All this corruption Cops killing kids, what an injustice If you a nigga than u are a suspect Police just gangstas with badges and guns Got love for the fam even tho they disfunctioned You play with them there's gone be repercussions Niggas be hating, that shit is disgusting If you my brother, than show me love Let's run it up Get to this money I don't know why Niggas move funny I gotta eat My niggas is hungry Give a piece and I'm gonna bust it Where are the freaks? I like to f*ck, I like that ass, Round like a pumpkin Girl it's Young Teddy It ain't Teddy Ruxpin Yea, I be low, I be in the cut Yea wassup, Yea wassup Girl are you dumb? I wanna Kno? Girl are you drunk? I ain't the one Yea, bitch, play if you want I do what I want I go where I want I move how I want yea, yea I do what I want I go where I want I move how I want yea, yea Shorty was a sinner She got it tatted on her Already met her momma I'm slidin baby butter I'm telling her I'm gonna Marry her if she wanna Got the keys to the Bimmer Smoking my marijuana I got some cake, she got the munchies She got a muffin, f*ck it im crumblin Know a few some Slimes, Kirby is Crippin Teddy got slaps and we in this bitch lit R.I.P. Pops Still in the kitchen I pray to God while I'm making my missions Cooking and washing them dishes I give a plate to my misses Family eating for centuries Stacking is my only interest Don't hold me back or I'm vicious Watch your tone or ima black Look bro we ain't into that Money over bitches I said came my senses Because back then I was senseless Booking, climbing fences Screaming on shorty we making scene The best part of our movie, Spot, Shorty like me- in her G-Spot, Make it hot, 2 and 3 Steppin on it, that may be lean I can't stand when she drink with me Calm it miss just roll up please How the hell are you functioning But she playa she smoke like me Love to count up some money 7, 8, 9 in her deep 10' o clock I'm in London Burned a bridge With my Asian ting Cause she looked at me funny Wasting time this ain't working
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Written by: Rolando Coburn, Yishay Stewart-Mitchell
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