Lyrics:
at Diddy in a Sean John sweatsuit
I felt ambushed by New York niggas
Live by the code, die by the code (it's still west side though)
Never been a hoe,
Call up the rest of the crew
I'll see you there
[Big Azz Ko]
Yo, I got the call from Sean he out in Milan
Went to get the package, got there it was
Big Stepper learn the steps
Earn respect with connects 'cause
My word was kept (Yes)
Swerve the 'Vette like Sean
Paul for more medicine
Fur gon' slip,
Samantha Hill, (Guru), it's much appreciated, believe me (Just Blaze), Sean Healey
Shout to Glasses Malone, what's up! (Saigon), Constantine, Big Chuck,
the window, see the corner that I bent it
It's just so simple when we get so D.E.E.P
Learn a lesson, pick up the album when it hits the streets like
D.E.E.P
know that D-P-GC, Bad Boy niggas run this
Big motherfuckin' Snoop Dogg, I'm pimpin'
Bitches
Hoes
Ladies
Listen
Buster-ass niggas pay attention,
stay woke
Bet you love dreamin', that's the only time you ain't broke
Try me, .40 make you back up off me like Dej Loaf and Big Sean
Get triggered
A yo let me start by saying (say what?)
I'm Sean Price motherfucker I ain't playing
(say what?) you heard me
Catch me in Brownsville projects
a gritty fiend for,
Money, power, respect, get it by any means uh,
New Yorker, slick talker, walk like a brick flipper,
Decimal doctor, multiply to get
Soulja Boy's verse was wack (it was)
In that whole interview Kanye was out of line
Big Sean the worst nigga he said he ever signed (haha)
He don't like
only niggas that helped
My money was thinner than Sean Paul's goatee hair
Now Jean Paul Gaultier cologne fill the air, here
They say he bougie, he
I'm smokin by the big screen
And changin the channel looks like I'm playin the game boy
I know the watch botherin ya vision
But reach and I'll put
I'm smokin by the big screen
And changin the channel looks like I'm playin the game boy
I know the watch botherin ya vision
But reach and I'll put
me cause I'mma superstar)
Now you can catch me in tha bar takin shots by tha rounds
Up in V.I.P. bitch u know its goin down
Got a stack of this
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
D.E.E.P.
[Chorus: x2]
[Big Boi]
Well, you want me to get D.E.E.P., well then, I will
What? What will happen if you shoot that nigga and don't kill
And I ain't even vote for Obama, P!
Uh, this that Brownsville bully rap
Hoodie rap, take a nigga chain, smoke the goodie track
Surrounded by
Nigga's quite, can't do a thing when I smash down
Claiming you king? Word to God I'ma snatch crown
Put it back on my head, I'm taking it back now
P! Sean
tipsy, say no mo'
Except how I'm gettin home, tomorrow
Caesar drop you off when he see his P.O.(hey)
Back of my mind, I hope she swallow
Man she spilt
tipsy, say no mo'
Except how I'm gettin home, tomorrow
Caesar drop you off when he see his P.O.(hey)
Back of my mind, I hope she swallow
Man she spilt
streets
Be on boulevards, avenues, side streets
Where you get wet and on top is a dry sheet
R.I.P. Big L, he put me on his album
R.I.P. Bloodshed, y'all
tipsy, say no mo'
Except how I'm gettin home, tomorrow
Caesar drop you off when he see his P.O.(hey)
Back of my mind, I hope she swallow
Man she spilt
the club tipsy, say no mo'
Except how I'm gettin home, tomorrow
Caesar drop you off when he see his P.O.(hey)
Back of my mind, I hope she swallow
Man
Except how I'm gettin home, tomorrow
Caesar drop you off when he see his P.O.(hey)
Back of my mind, I hope she swallow
Man she spilt a drink on my cream
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