Lyrics:
Dax what up my G been a long time coming
I turn around and see
They following my footsteps
Labels calling I'm the one they wanna look at
20k a show
He said I wants to stay I'll play
So this is the end of our date
Play, play, play, play, play smoke, smoke
We don't take kindly to your warnings
(Clap your hands y'all, it's alright)
If tomorrow is judgment day (Sing Mommy)
And I'm standing on the front line
And the Lord asks me what I
(Clap your hands y'all, it's alright)
If tomorrow is judgment day (Sing Mommy)
And I'm standing on the front line
And the Lord asks me what I
Yall didn't know I could hit that high not right?
Cougars!
Oh, yeah
Alright!
I swear they know nothing
About you
I swear they know nothing
We want people to become disgusted
With the separation between God and man
And we want them to then solely trust Jesus Christ
And Him alone
Yeah! ay yo, this ya boy p troy right, and this joint right here is for all dem ni**az, comin' to shows, We crank that thang up, Ya'll already know
to the bar and ordered a drink.
Pull out my money, grab my bank.
Sat at the table and to smoke some dank.
(Kurupt)
Posted by the bar and I did my thang.
I
[Chorus]
We can get it on, let me come a lil' closer
Freakin' all night long, makin' love until we're over
[unknown], let me know what you want to do
Tela
Chorus
Ya'll Want Who Tela x8
Who is the nigga that rush the shows with dimes Tela
Who is the nigga that dust your nose like lines Tela
Who is
(Clap your hands y'all, it's alright)
If tomorrow is judgment day (Sing Mommy)
And I'm standing on the front line
And the Lord asks me what I
and had to fix you
You remind me of a mirror
Introduce you to all my of niggas
I forgive em, yall all know I gotta make these millions
This the reason I’m
in the bank What you nicca know about playz
Put the drip drip in my ring
Now your trick wanna give me brains Shout out to the Pablo
Man he about
Watch me put them M's in the bank What you nicca know about playz
Put the fucking drip in my ring.
Now your bitch wanna give me brains Shout out
as well respect the game
'Cuz it's time to see a change
Talk about your flows and your clothes
And all your hos and your doughs
What about the ones with
"she's the purest"
Saw a white girl
Snorting white girl
Off a pink titty
In the back room
By the bathroom
With a rolled 50
She licks it up
She
hardcore
Dr Frabs insane on this one
Ladies catch me if ya'll can
It's Sati Records baby
Omo mo like bootie yen gan men
Mofe fi she office
To ba ro iro
I'm thankful choose a new angle¹, 10 toes down all the way to the ankle², make it out the woods now them crackers want to hang you³, peace to my
third
I feel like I got a sixth eye
Ya’ll be talkin’ money while we livin’
In a country where we
Keep lettin’ the kids die so
Gun companies get by
Got you
of stealing my shine
Soon as I turned my back then out comes the knife (Hey)
Don't underestimate what they'll do for fame
Ain't no secret that these shady
This ain't no game I'll put you to shame
We got it in the bag, you know what I'm saying
This ain't no game, I'll put you to shame
Shawty down bad,
ya, your friend, your lover, your brother, like no one other
Seen a whole lot more than just a baby mother
Ya'll want to carry my seed and tuck him
same thang game came when I left em
I do it by my lonely now I'm the Big Homie
But I'm his Royal Slickness ghetto weakness come Rick is
what im sayin?
King of the dead
I dont fuck with feds
My opps still upset
Yall know I aint playin
Roll the blunt bitch lets light it up
Fuck those that
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