Lyrics:
hood (Miami Dade County)
Them boys will put you down on your knees (305)
Woop, woop (We The Best Music, stop playin' with 'em)
That's the sound
baby)
She the queen, came right back
Listen to me, yeah, yeah (yeah)
(Oh, remix) yeah, man
Now, baby girl, there ain't nothin' more that I can say
Say, Rih-Rih, let's take this shit to the street one-time, you know? (It's the remix)
Throwin' hundreds like loose change, still got my money (ayy)
Shorty this gon' be your favorite song
DJ Drama
And this is the remix
Baby, I don't know about you, but my wish came true
Matter of fact, let me
told her, girl, I just got off my 9 to 5
I think she want me to stop by
I think that she want some dick up in her night
Smoke one , I don't want no drama
will reveal
Mi a go make you wear a ring like shaquille o' neal
Keep it real with me and I'll keep it real, you know
Don't be fooled by my glitter
the remix
I go by the name of Sacario
[Fat Joe] Yeah!
[Sacario] Angela, Joey Crack
[Fat Joe] Pick the music up man
[Angie M] Let's do it
[Sacario] We 'gon
goes in like Pac, Jay, so
So get it Biggie, Mama
B-R-double O-K-lyn drama
Hey, hey, you, you, I don't like your girlfriend (nope)
No way, no way, I
goes in like Pac, Jay, so
So get it Biggie, Mama
B-R-double O-K-lyn drama
Hey, hey, you, you, I don't like your girlfriend (nope)
No way, no way, I
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
the games don't stop till they stop
I am not gonna stop, nah this is just the beginning
Don't you know that music is much deeper than my feelings
Image can't
on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but
nobody bodied me
Don't accept my apology
Stop chasing props niggas, top niggas march
By the cops, followed hot blocks
They pop niggas i ain't one of you
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
can't find myself
Lost in the middle of bland
Don't nobody play nowadays all these digital bands
Ain't nobody musicians no more lyrical cats
How can we go
Its gettin hot dont meddle here
A nigga popped yo chain
Boy i told yo ass dont go by there
Fuckin up my reup cash
Bet i make a profit still
Gon pop
like I flicked a switch and now I'm feeling good (Bounce)
No way to stop it, now you wish that you could (Bounce)
When the weekend comes I know I'll
as tamales, you singing off-key is garbage
If you can't keep an octave in a pocket, you need to stop it
Have confidence, speak with conviction, don't put 'em
than half of you rappers on the radio!
Startin drama with Chino, God forbid
Auction my lyrics on eBay, that's God for bid
Problem is lyric Jesus is more
more than you
But I still took the blame
Pain driving me insane
That's why I'm still in your lane
Stay on it real quick, I don't wanna feel it
Looking
as a sequel
My part is to be sharp for characters to refer me as needle
By the way I sicken brains with my lyric venom that's lethal, ya
Don't stop the music
Accepted en-mass
Don't be fooled by your own folly
Folly, that's all I heard when I've done no wrong
I changed the tune but it's the same song
Can't find
you fightin' for the title when I took it before
Listen I told you there's nuthin' more to say cuz I don't (care what you people say)
No, you can't stop
(Oh, yeah)
If I don't got no more drama, bitch, I'm a fish outta water bottle
After all these guys I slaughter
Applause is gettin' louder, how the fuck
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