Lyrics:
Mmm oh mmm oh Mmm oh mmm oh Mmm oh mmm
I don't give a shit cause I'm the shit I get money man I'm lit
I got hundreds all in my safe Get a couple m's
(flex)
I got some hoes for my mans (mans)
He tryna get back at his ex, yeah
They know that I am the best (best)
They know that I am up next (next)
Everyday
Aye, no
Back at it
The recipe? I have it
Your destiny, I control it
Don't make this static a habit
I'm hip-hop, you a rabbit
But 8 mile was
Summertime is playin' me
A different cool
A different cool
Under nights of stars we're shinin'
Lit by the moon
Lit by the moon
With you singin'
All my
Summertime is playin' me
A different cool
A different cool
Under nights of stars we're shinin'
Lit by the moon
Lit by the moon
With you singin'
All my
Where we at? Right by Libra? Churches? Okay!
I used to walk 'round
That corner right on Flintwood
Pack your bag shorty with a
100 pounds of good
I
How's your mind get up that way
Burning skies
I don't wanna come back down yet
Feel the vibe, get lost that way
Close your eyes
I don't wanna
Working so hard every night and day
And now we get the pay back
Trying so hard saving up the paper
Now we get to lay back
Champagne kisses
turnin' back
Only love a real nigga ever knew was trap, that's fact, that's fact
Nigga came up from the mat, no turnin' back
Only love a real nigga ever
Lil Darius – Bucks [Explicit Lyrics]
[Hook]
No Milwuake we get to them bucks
These dior I aint rockin no regular chucks
Like a virgin, I
If you're gonna be dumb, you gotta be tough
When you get knocked down, you gotta get back up
I ain't the sharpest knife in the drawer but I know
waiting on my unc' to get back from the clinic
And we gone go over there and see whats up wit' it
Now we up in it taking old computers
Until we fucking
the wheel get it spinning
Mad corners bending gripping thru the back roads
speakers bumping windows tinted
Smoke pouring out the sunroof like oil burning
If
Sun up and sun down, I'm at it, I don't get no off day
Soon as bitches thinkin' beef died down, we poppin' back out
Tryna get away, do him like Ricky,
ride, GS9 they gon' slide
When I woo, woo back, ah-ah-ahh, those my guys
She give me neck until I burst out
She give me teeth, she get cursed out
Control the south side, her name rings
Lookout for the black cherry pussy extortion
Any other hoes get pregnant, bet they get an abortion
Back
Don't! Don't ya holla at me now, don't ya
Don't ya holla at me now, uh
Ill Instrumentals
'Cause you don't get along with my brothers
So don't kick
by you
There ain't no doubt
I can't get out
Of this trouble that you've got me in
If I hurt you
Didn't mean to
Oh, and I'm sorry
Ain't
Haha
Flo Milli shit
Make a thirsty nigga wanna chase me (ooh)
Bitch, I'm lit, I wonder can he face me (I'm lit)
Only laugh on the way
(Get down, get down)
Galang, (Feel, get down)
Stand up, (Get down, get down)
Wine pon yah man and ya hold 'em tough
Girls ah sit down and watch me
They
I'm stuck up in my ways, so, I get like this
When I hit it from the back, you turn your back on me
You turn your back on me
Why you turn your back
barbecue, for real (real)
All these days already gone by (gone by)
Man, I ain't seen your ass in a long time
Put a little gin in the punch (punch)
Grandma
have a chance to swing
I wanna land my time machine
Down in the days of creme dejeane
Back when the Cotton Club was king
And they all knew how to swing
to the bar to get her cigarette lit
I told her, "I be buying liquor like it Shh.."
She told me I'm a player motherfucker
Forget about it, she know the scam
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