Lyrics:
Joyner, Joyner, Joyner, Joyner, Joyner
Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo!
Mind your motherfuckin' business, ain't nothin' you gotta see (buck, buck, buck)
for a ride
Here's the fire, take a chew
Do yourself a favor
Educate your mind
Get yourself together
Hey, there ain't much time
Ah, do yourself
four, five, six
One, two, three, four, five, six
One, two, three, four, five, six
One, two, three, four, five, six
One chance to make it all better
Two
hey
Three, there's no changing me
I'm a pimp for most and it's plain to see
Four, I'm so glad if he made you mad
I know a way to get back that'll
hey
Three, there's no changing me
I'm a pimp for most and it's plain to see
Four, I'm so glad if he made you mad
I know a way to get back that'll
light me up... hey hey, hey hey, hey hey
Ignite the flame, this is not a pain
This is LOVE
I just can't get it out of my mind, if I can sleep it's still
YEAH, BUT I'LL JUST USE MY BROTHERS.
FREDDIE PULLS OUT HIS PHONE.
FREDDIE: WELL, IF YOU CHANGE YOUR MIND, YOU KNOW MY DIGITS.
CARLY: HEY, YOU GOT A NEW
said
It said
"If you'd like to make a call, please hang up and try again"
"If you need help, hang up and then dial your operator"
"If you'd like
your mind
For your mind, for your mind
This is 1999
Hey, hey, hey
I got a baby girl, that be two
And if anybody, ooh, I swerve like it blue
You don't
man's bitch
Do what he say and you keep your mouth shut
Poppin' that trash might get you fucked up
Will sit and cry if the dope man strike you
He
so early
Hoe, you want a hit, you gotta get your knees dirty
Now, that's my life, that's how it's cut
"Hey, dope man" Bitch, shut the fuck up
Gotta
either you're a boy or a girl they predetermine your sex
Before you were even born they plan your murder and death
To make sure you never make it to your
approaches]
[M2:] "Hey, hey, Willie! how's it going?"
[Toll Booth Willie:] "Hey, can't complain, pop. how's 'bout you?"
[M2:] "Oh, great, great. How
Mister re-in' up with 'bout two Phantoms, yeah, that's me OK
On that Avion to the head, hey, but me OK
Never put a bitch before my bread, hey, not me OK
you can't take on your journey 'cause it's two different roads (Hey hey)
You're too different souls
You're too different rows (Hey hey)
And too
like
Ba-da-da-da-da-da-da couple of bullets are comin' your way then it jam
Like god damn
Then I pick up somethin' quicker, start killin' everything
Dedicated! Free my nigga Meek Mill!
D6!
I walk inside the strip club
Buy what I want then I go hey
All this snow up in my house
These bitches call
Hey! Any time of day
I'll punch my fist right through your face
(Hey) make you bleed enough to make
You think you'll pass away (Hey)
I'm not like
tonight baby?
'Bout to roll up to this club
'Bout to step off in this club
'Bout to get bent in this club
'Bout to get wild in this club
[2x]
[Verse 1 - R.
whip)
I can say two words
Make her panties just drop like
(Hey, drop it shawty)
The young niggas trigga happy with
‘em guns, they gon', spray!
(click
alone
1, 2, 3, 4
I'm gonna prove them wrong
(Hey)
I'm gonna play this song
(Hey)
Don't care if I'm all alone
I'm gonna be my own
(Hey)
I'm gonna prove
and Wise when you share
Hey hey Mr. Millionaire
Pave the way, take the Grail
I'm a millionaire
And I got something to say
I got three or four yachts
some soul
I mean dead serious damn near bout to die bout some
Don't be too proud to turn your radio way up loud
Close your eyes and have fun
I used
so early
Hoe, you want a hit, you gotta get your knees dirty
Now, that's my life, that's how it's cut
"Hey, dope man" Bitch, shut the fuck up
Gotta
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