Lyrics:
nine on jam
I'm a rider you can't take it out of me man
I be wilding, you can wait by my house for me fam
I will fire and drop a hater rite where he
in the full moonlight
M.I.T. punks dying left and right
There's nowhere to run, don't even try
'cause all my shootin's be drive-bys
[Chorus]
Raggedy-ass bitches
That bitch ain't no good
Look at your face all frowned up
The only thing you got goin for ya is your fake tits and round
killed by his friends, really, because one of them stepped on his face as they walked by, and the other two kicked him â?? by accident, but still, they
the end
Some green in their hand, and we in it again, right
[Brina]
Let a sista nip this in the bud
You can't face me, this playa
Hell of a rhyme,
trainers are all the latest
Surrounded by famous faces
We're here baby I made it i'm good, I'm good
I'm good, I'm good
Nowadays I'm feeling like my
Middle
wake and touch this scar across my face
It reminds me of all I got by bein' a winner
Now this broken back was the dyin' act of a handsome Harry Clay
That
every lunch
She has me switching up to polos and ditching yo-yo's
I went from moving solo dolo to being so O-B-S-E-double-S-E-D
Thought about her
No more backs on the wall (no)
Come pull me close to you (rock)
Rock me deep into the morning (rock)
'Cause by sunrise I'll be gone
I wanna be
Careful while I try to do
I'm a cynic, yeah, but I would die for you
You said it by the feel upon your face
I'm never gonna call out what you say
through, it's true, it's true
Only threw this party for you
I only threw this party for you, for you, for you
I'm about to party on you
Watch me, watch
rocked a vicious rhyme
Like I never did before
She said "damn fly guy I'm in love with you"
The Casanova legend must have been true
I said by the way baby
she suck by the way she part them lips
and let me look at that tongue
Thinkin' about how she fuck by the way she part them lips
and let me look
Met the plug at the Loft
He got the hard and the soft
Now he fucking with the heart of the south
Fuck what you talking about
Don't even speak what
Thoo thoooo
Oh you gone love this
JMA
I ain't worried about them lame mfs hating
I been getting too much money in the bank lately
by my side
Girl you know they gon' slide
Babygirl it's a wave
We gon' go all the way
I connect with you
Right here this the vibe
Babygirl I just need
the stale face
Boy, I'm bad like Michael Jackson
With the pale face you got that "nigga
I'm about to take a L" face
Never too complex
But I use my gift
the curtain and the wall in the shower
At the same time, she ain't wide, she ain't mine
Her face is a two but her booty's a dime
Every time she walk by, put
to get it i'm gonna get it by myself
Evil spell it out
They say that we bitches but they don't know what we about
Couldn't even eat they took the food up
wouldn't believe how quickly I froze up (Right)
Fell apart right in front of her when I had to face this fact, from the floor up (Word?)
You can't try
right, Get Right Yeah
When it's time for work I put my suit and tie on
About to close the deal you know I got my game face on
Be a king never a pawn from
on to the next bitch
Derek Jeter to the bank make a deposit
Good things follow when you wait but I want the bag right now
Pay day ain't too far away but I want
Caucasians
Nah
It's not about black or white thing
It's whoever the rights being taken from
Us
Tell me what's your occupation
With all of this time
girls, that would suit me better
Much better"
"Did you say, "No girls"?"
"That's right, no girls!"
"How about dudes then?"
"No guys, no girls"
"What kind
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