Lyrics:
a sumo
Put him in pampers, leave my drawers in his hamper
When I'm through, you need a brand-new identity
I was scoopin' girls before you lost your
a sumo
Put him in pampers, leave my drawers in his hamper
When I'm through, you need a brand-new identity
I was scoopin' girls before you lost your
a sumo
Put him in pampers, leave my drawers in his hamper
When I'm through, you need a brand-new identity
I was scoopin' girls before you lost your
Might trick but I'm gone need something
By the end of the night bet I'm fucking
How the fuck you niggas trophies, y'all ain't never popped shit
How
new friends
Nigga stop callin' me twin
She doin' tricks with no hands
She shot her shot on the 'Gram
I can't be fuckin' on fans
Tell a baddie hit
you can ask my ex-hooker.
But now I'm on some new improved shit,
making hits, stacking chips, now everything's legitimate.
I flipped the scrip a long
shit
I just dropped my old bitch, and went and bought a new stick
Yea they say you can't teach a old dog new tricks
Locked in wit big nick, shout-out ta
To have Stallions and medallions, big diamond rings
To own a castle and a yacht, two million in gold
'Cause rap is the game that I control
I'm like
To have Stallions and medallions, big diamond rings
To own a castle and a yacht, two million in gold
'Cause rap is the game that I control
I'm like
'gon be too late
It's 'gon be too late
When I get a deal I'm gon be too great
Move to a new state
Same me, same goals, but a whole new state
New triggas
Xzibit overlaps
Look, I'm inhumane livin' in this house of pain
stuck with a thousand street hustlers
down on they luck
Repeat felons caught up with
Yeah (yeah, in the stash house, nigga)
Yeah
Yeah
Burglar bar door, hardwood floors
Money on the table, I'm in my stash house
Bricks goin' in
Turn off my lights no one will find me
And now the fuzz are zeroing in
But i don't care cause I'm high on heroin
And as they go by i make my escape
Peel
Unless I'm in the M6 doing tricks, freeway burnt out (freeway burnt out)
Got a passenger side that's empty, wanting it to be your spot (be your spot)
Put
Leash laws bitch
I'll fuckin' maul ya
I'm an old dog bitch
I'll show you tricks you never seen before
Don't act brand new
I fucking warned you
Go
Brady
I'm in the mood for some whoosah, baby
Good head on her like whoosah, baby
I see the future
Me and you fucking in the bedroom
Now tell me what
Remix!
One two one two (one two one two)
This the I'ma Boss remix
Meek Milly
Let's go!
I'm ride or die, I'm ridin' by, hollerin' West Side right
to the fullest, got my strap, I'ma pull it
I'm the first muh'fucker that can outrun a bullet
It's them thug life niggaz and we don't like tricks
Got these punk
to the fullest, got my strap, I'ma pull it
I'm the first muh'fucker that can outrun a bullet
It's them thug life niggaz and we don't like tricks
Got these punk
she playin games she on the trick shit
And I kinda spent a hunnid on a few chains
And I kinda wanna cop myself a new ring
And I kinda wanna see her in
or mistreat you
The tribe of Edem, stole your freedom
And Edem means redneck
I'm throwin bullets in my Tec
Nah, I'm goin out like Joshua
With a pen,
pink slip Maserati
Brand new bitch inked in like khelani
Do tricks on the dick kickflip or an Ollie
We up in the VIP thick bitch like safaree
Blue strips
walking proud of his achievements
Prepotency displays as a child playing with fire
Capital machinery, expending faster to new frontiers
Violating human
You cant teach an old dog new tricks
But the pain that you left
He remembers everything
And when you left him
In the rain in a hut
Yeah he cried
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