Lyrics:
And we ballin', for all the toys is what we hoppin' out
My feary side, where we ride and we all fly high
In the AM G5's, so twist ya fingers up and bang
Come enjoy the life
Baby take a ride (Ciara)
I just wanna find you (you) you (remix)
So let me flip the script
You lookin' for the real
Baby
Come enjoy the life
Baby take a ride (Ciara)
I just wanna find you (you) you (remix)
So let me flip the script
You lookin' for the real
Baby
Who squeeze triggers, but they don't pay you to be active
Peep game, I'ma teach you how to rob a rapper
Catch a nigga lackin', he slackin' on IG live
chicana's, Lil' Rob is doing ?
Bumping the oldies, It's me Lil'' Rob
And the Brown Crowd homies, turn up the volume
Yeah, Natural High, a ?? for my friends
the shit just spit now it's dirt
Death pressing ya and ya like a hustler on the first ya need work
Stand by the grand high exalted
At your door with
Que pa'o
Baby, dime what's up
I'm down con Pitbull
Y Lil' Rob
Y ya tu sabes, nos fuimos
Hondel
Dale está abajo y se mean el jumper
Rompe la
the morning
Getting head, a wonderful feeling
I'm high and I'm zoning from this fire I was smoking
And I'm choking on that fruity while this lil' cutie's
got you fiending (fiending) for the flavor of the
Natural High, Natural High, Natural High
This is the outcome of me by my lonesome
I take the beats
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REN
THERE AIN'T NO
kind of rough
You can open your eyes, ese not wide enough
To even catch a sneek peek or Peek A Boo of what the Lil' Rob is all about
When I leave they
lookin' like she just stepped out a magazine, homie (Gucci)
(If your credit score high, feet and nails stay fly
Keep your juice box wet, and your head
the shit just spit now it's dirt
Death pressing ya and ya like a hustler on the first ya need work
Stand by the grand high exalted
At your door with
down
But I was told don't let no one get you down
And never wear a frown
It's Lil' Rob the Chicano and proud one
Competition none {beat stops}
But wait
life
But he bust them niggaz back, Rob took the robbers life
Ride, get high, visualize the moment
This is Rob to the robbers, listen closely..
"Man, you
lookin' like she just stepped out a magazine, homie (Gucci)
(If your credit score high, feet and nails stay fly
Keep your juice box wet, and your head
(RICH HOMIE)
Crackin on the high
Cause im snappin on the low
(BITE BIG BABY ITLL BREAK YOUR FUCKIN TOOF)
(REMIX Outro)
(SHAWTY SNAPPIN)
Like she do with
[Lil' Rob (Talkin)]
Hey what's happenin
Yeah it's me, Lil' Rob
A.K.A. The Naughty Boy
[Chorus]
N-A-U-G-H-T-Y aqui estoy
Lil' Rob aka a naughty boy
Brrrah Brrrah Brrrah Motherfuckers Wah
This is Lil Dinky
And this is Eauldie
I can't fall asleep, too many rhymes inside my cranium
I'm raining them
compe
pa que lo guaye mujeres y hombres
que paso baby
dime was up
ando con pitbull y lil' rob
y ya tu sabes nos fuimos ondel
dale esta bajo y menea ese
think of so many synonyms
You be killin them, other women, be pretending
That they don't know that you really hardcore like Lil' Kim and them
Squat down,
on the alley on godrule
Same spot where rob got shot
The block's high
Warrant squad flashing my mug shot
Everybody know I'm loco, kill the popo, blast the fo
no warning (Swag)
Who wanna get high? (Swag)
Who wanna get high? (Swag)
Who wanna get high? (Swag)
Who wanna get high? (Figaro)
Who wanna get high
say you talkin' to who?
Choke his ass 'til his eyes pop out and his face turnin' blue
Put lil' buddy in a pie, we gon' cook it like stew
I be high
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