Lyrics:
man
Yo, come get the fuck out the rain, nigga
Get the fuck, oh shit, who the fuck is that? Fuck
Ayo Ghost, yo Rae, what's up with y'all niggas, man?
Bitch I go by BG, so I'm like hollon lemme in it
Me and my brothers on a mission, catch yo ass then boy you finish
If I get caught won't say thang,
victim to the DJ
And in the morning we gon have amnesia
So for now let's take it to Maxx like TJ
Hey!
You know that you wanna get down now
(Hey, hey)
So
my peaches out in Georgia (oh yeah, shit)
I get my weed from California (that's that shit)
I took my chick up to the North, yeah (bad ass bitch)
I
a blessin' in disguise
Off the shelf I grab a book self-written by a yogi
Take my time to read 'cause I like to move slowly
The same pace I take when you get
act your age shit, you a little kid
That run for faces
More niggas get killed like that than a little bit (c'mon)
Ay man, Sticky F-I-N-G-A-Z
First one
Second one
Third one
Yeah yeah oh
I'll be okay if I get one
Remix!
Ray J, what it look like baby?
This yo boy Fabolouso
Got Clue
weed and he don't even know how to roll
The way I'm rapping right now
I feel like I sound slow
That's cool though
I'm cool yo
All my other sons got
a club man we finna get thoed
Got the world body rocking fa sho so
Tell the DJ to screw it down for me real slow
Making a good feeling grinning
Gripping
like that shit is Fortnite
Stay in yo lane or I swear that shit on sight
He said that he gonna rob me yea alright
Imma stay down wit my brothers cuz they
Remix, Remix, Remix
Watch her slitha
She roll her body
Like a snake
Watch her go to work
Mad versions of her naked
Getting out that skirt
Loud
why I do this
Black on a nigga like who’s it
Fuckin yo bitch kuz she choosing
Send her back home on da bus cause she losing
Like I’m too hot so get off
overrule my sins)
Getting crushed by all the lies
Yo, it's hard enough to breathe (Yo)
From the first day that I met you shawty I thought you was special
I'm
‘em with that remix
But these niggas still bumpin’ Dial Tone
I got them money stacks
Thicker than a phone book
Paper on top of paper
Its lookin’ like
moves, ella lo
Rompe, rompe, rompe, break it down
Let's go (G-Unit)
I move the crowd like when the D's roll up (yeah)
So the money in my jeans fold
and pumps (uh)
I don't fuck with niggas that think they broads
Only know how to be one way, that's the dog (woo)
I know how to get down, know how to bite
a sound
Breathe too fucking hard and you getting bust down
Yo, yo, y'all niggas wanna be killers? (Get at me, dog)
Y'all niggas wanna feel us? (Get
I could tell by the way you've been lookin' at yo girlfriend
I could tell by the way you've been dancing wit' yo girlfriend
Can I ask?
Iz u down? Iz
Ain't no way this young fella ain’t gonna get paid
Doin doughnuts in a Lamborghini
I must say
My pretty lady kinda bad as hell but you know that’s
nigga's stomp hard
Ooh, I think they like me when they heard me on the other one
So its only right that I hit u wit another one
Remix, we gets, busy ova
box, always come in handy) Y'know what'm sayin?
Yo, this is like a whack emcees nightmare, y'know what'm sayin?
Thats why I'm right here, y'know what'm
is conceited
If the music got a rhythm that's overpowered by mеaning
You either get zеro listens or loving up to the ceiling
But never fall young
get petty 'bout petty shit
Niggas speak they mind once they get mad
That mean you felt like that behind my back
That mean I shoulda been whooped yo ass
nigga let's pour up
My money just go up
Ahahahahahahahah
You know what I mean
That was the remix by the way
That we're bringin' Young Sorealist man
You
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