Lyrics:
clap 25, you'll get blazed
I'm trying to grab all this guap
Money long them boys just get changed
I got fluffy hoes and them thots
I ain't trying
renowned
And if you put him down, yo, then go down
Hard, I won't take charts, I serve charts
Pimpin hoes and breakin hearts
On the for realer my nigga
and satellite (Satelite)
game so cold it'll freeze (it'll freeze)
any nigga out here that be actin' like a breezy (like a breezy)
pan pan hoes for the cocoa
they assumptions
Scared to approach me behind my back is they comfort
Bold by themselves but silent when they public
Never one to follow always been
more than fuck
Wanted to hit but I guess it was lust
You act like I want it so much
Another one came by the truck
And she knew how to keep her mouth shut
on my Moncler
A band what I spent on my bitch hair
Ten bands what I made in my first year
Too bad I'm ahead by a lightyear
Too bad I'm a millionaire
Too
i would move strong
Told them hoes they could have em cus i knew he wouldnt be gone too long
If you got A good girl you better keep her cus its alotta
(BrentRambo)
Only one credit at the end 'cause I did this shit by myself
She jealous that Promethazine was my first love, I can't help, uh
i would move strong
Told them hoes they could have em cus i knew he wouldnt be gone too long
If you got A good girl you better keep her cus its alotta
close for each yard
Other niggas gon' ride your wave, just stay afloat and keep calm
Still be ready to catch a fade and play the role of a warrior
Stories of how we gone through it since way
Back, talking problems and hard paths
Starving on blocks, we fed, mad
At niggas that forgot we broke
huh
Lil' bitch had a show on the flip, might
As well tell her, her nigga my kid, uh huh
Wock' in this pint, this shit real, you can
Just tell by the way
got a little crew now
A bunch of ugly broke bitches I know better than
And I ain't tryna say them hoes usin' you
Well actually who would I be
Often heard but seldom seen
That's the way that it's supposed to be
When you do see me
Mobbin' with a gangsta lean
Dime piece by my side
You can
never be known
And I'm sick of to the dick niggas, I wish y'all better luck
And how y'all calling women hoes that y'all ain't never touch
Smart paper,
are where you been
Say, he the type of nigga that's still cheap
Take his girl on a date and they go to Mickey D's
See, I'm the type that try to style
Like a ulser in the belly of the beast stayin true to it
Since my home street days in the blue Buick
Niggas been fightin so long seem like I'm used
smooth synthetic, the physical's mental
But the outcome is energetic
Larger clientele, drops by the CL, the spiritual
To set it one time on the physical
scrub if I have to
Beatin fools down, stompin em in the ground
See, hoes be gettin mad, tryin to step to the Yo-Yo
Because they man be at em blowin kisses
(gimme that)
Now I carry a sword, attached by a live cord
Oh my lord!
Chorus: Erick Sermon (repeat 4X)
Watch me do it up like this.. {"like this.." ->
all the cabbage
Steal from the rich and give to the poor
We sell a few drugs, bust a few slugs, and pimp a few hoes
Don't let us find a vacant
yo ass, bitch I ain't goin' out
All you suckas, ain't nobody showin' out
Niggas want to set trip
Try and talk shit
Cold cock yo' ass and leave you with
some scandalous hoes in my eye sight
Now being the bitch I am, payed it no mind
Gave niggaz that then hoped in the ride
Pulled out the heat from under
you hoes is Demi
This a wolf in the night you don’t know what’s in me
BRIDGE
I go
Wave by wave I’m stuck in my ways it
Day by day I’m glitching
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