Lyrics:
I be booted out my eyes, send niggas to the sky
You gon' have to put up with my guys, bae, this my life
Pop Mollys, I'm in the Yo' with Rock Gotti
you chasin them
You be lacin them, while I'm replacin them - cause baby I'm pimpin
[Tony Yayo]
I lay my pimp game down when it comes to these
My name is Scott, I put in work
Trans Girls & Dwarfs, they off that drank and that perc (That's pimpin')
My name is Scott, I put in work
Trans Girls
leave the Door cracked when you leave, Put the latch on
Don't go straight to your car, Bitch, find a Uber or a taxi,
When you hit your destination, Hit my
that's what I'm pimpin'
Niggas never sleep and Evil E, I get deep in some ass
Make you fatal, yo, that's pimpin'
New city, new titty, Evil E never be
me fightin' these 3 Strikes
Showin' up in court fuck what you thought it's three nights
I put the game down first put my niggas up on it
Now we
or your pimpin', turn it up
See the money ain't a thang
[Jay-Z] I flex the roll, sign a check for yo' hoe
Jigga's style is love, X and OSave all your
And I, I, I, I can feel that love,
But I feel that hate
When I got that ? I just feel so safe
I put it to your mug, you ain't gon' wake
When that thing
like me
(Nobody), nobody's gonna do you like me
(Nobody), nobody
'Cause you know that I'm down to ride
I'm gonna be by your side
Ain't none of that
tha mothafuckin ammunition I'll cock it
Respected like i'm one of Gods prophets
Gotta put it down for legit ballaz and you don't think
That i'll rock it
one not little one
Fuck I'm talkem bout
They both bigg but dome
Game ima pass down
Boy don't be think wit
Your dick cuz dat jive
Shit a get yo ass
fo' yours [Hook - 2x: Daz] We can't stop, can't rewind the time Off of dollar bills nickles and dimes On everything homeboy that I'm down for mine Until
that I'm spillin' ya (yeah)
All over your floor, tell the fat guy "Ignore"
Break down your door and let kick ya one more!
Gangsta strait out!
and lean ya
My bitch is cocked to bang men in Virginia
Don't make me run up on ya, put a few in ya
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Yeah, yeah, yo, Murder's outlaw, that
My bitch is cocked to bang men in Virginia
Don't make me run up on ya, put a few in ya
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yo, Murder's outlaw, that guess I
to tha grave
It's going down, mo-yo, feel this here baby
(verse 1: D-Gotti)
These blades are choppin'
And these babes are boppin'
Got a cup full of mud
to tha grave
It's going down, mo-yo, feel this here baby
(verse 1: D-Gotti)
These blades are choppin'
And these babes are boppin'
Got a cup full of mud
to tha grave
It's going down, mo-yo, feel this here baby
(verse 1: D-Gotti)
These blades are choppin'
And these babes are boppin'
Got a cup full of mud
And so, my fellow Americans
Ask not, "What your country can do for you?"
Ask what you can do for your country?"
And now, back to New York
Hard
And so, my fellow Americans
Ask not, "What your country can do for you?"
Ask what you can do for your country?"
And now, back to New York
Hard
Bitch in yo mind, ho I got cake
Shit, now all the trickin', you should stop it, money been the topic
While she digging in your pockets I be pluggin
For dead in the parking lot, what?
Nigga you got nuts
Put your money where yo' mouth is
I doubt this motherfucker even know
What the South is
All about,
the pimpin'
Shit was put down yo, 187
(What's up, man?) yo, this shit is flowin'
(Muthafuckin' right, it is)
Yeah, let's take our time and do
It the way
embarrass you
See me on the streets, walk by and I just stare at you
Tough talk, when there's bullets flyin through the air at you
Test your chest nigga?
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