Lyrics:
play out your chick cause your game is hot
I give you two, Italian, ice my whole crew
He's banging on my chest till it's black and blue
You beefin',
flow, so low and behold
I higgity hold his mic piece for ransom
It's all about expanses, stocks of skunks,
props and my pops get a mansion
By the age
Baby
You my Baby, you my Baby
See You my Baby, you my Baby
So into you, we make the perfect two
Met in 2020, what a perfect view
Maybe not Alicia, but
One time for ya, soul, now
One time for ya (One two, one two)
One time for ya, soul, now
One time for ya
Whose to say it's right or wrong to be rich,
how it goes in Our everyday lives
Call me Mauadib I know the Way I got your girl by end of day
I spit these lyrics as it's written Fucked your bitch
I know that you'e down by the way you're watching me
you take my words away and I can hardly speak
there's just room for two in my fantasy
so baby
drinking that clear lookin for a bitch
That got a lil? money man and suck a lil? dick
Your boyfriend trippin tell him be boo
Live by the G-Code and play
world
Man I can't wait to see my southern girl
[Lil' 1/2 Dead Chorus]
Southern Girl
I want to rub ya, kiss ya, squeeze ya, hug ya
You really got it
Just to learn the ins and outs
Then I get her in and out
Hit it doggy on the couch D.Lee shit
Insider for the crew
Two shots and a brew
Drunken Master
My
my jeans
Bout to blow em back to back takin two to the dome
Home grown hydroponic always want to get blown
Stay stoned at home
Drop a flow rock
Lost in a dream
Don't know which way to go
If you are all that you seem
Then baby I'm movin' way too slow
Straight up now tell me
Do you
The cops passed by, but he stayed calm
Cause the leather trench coat was keepin him warm
But this time they walked by real slowly
He thought to himself,
Bentley and a stage full of panties...
c crowd full of ladies ...
Passing out and panting... (breathe noise)
Breathe baby I am only dancing...
I'm just k
the beat up
And 2Lou told me I be chillin too much
So fuck it I'm turning the heat up
In a lane by myself
Can you keep up
Ion care if it's cheaper to keep
baby mother two weeks overdue
Now the two join him, so what side it's truth
Manifiested, because the bless-ed seem to go first
Experience afterlife,
uh-uh
Roc-A-Fella is the army, better yet the navy
Sure, we will kidnap your babies, spit at your lady
We bring knife to fistfight, kill your Grandma
And if you lost then I can show you what you can't see
Baby just breath
And live stress free
Ain't no need in stressing baby
When I'm with ya girl the vibe
fucking with them
Fuck with you
I don't care if they
Say that I do
I used to fuck them
By two
Had to sweep em
Away like broom
Now baby let's get
Back you
I gotta do what I gotta do
Got a suit waiting for the day that I gotta sue
Gotta crew waiting with AK's that'll follow through
OK Tupac if you got
came from heaven, yeah
Moonwalk through the pressure
If the diamonds don't impress ya
Baby, get up out my section
If I hit you once, then you part of my
week
Verse 1:
What kinda muthafucka black-ball a nigga off YouTube
I can tell ya who, baby I got new shoes
Ridin' on the wave like knarley, kill that
thuggin since my daddy used to live in America
The dumb shit I done did
Mom I know I embarrassed ya
I could say that I'm sorry but what's a word without
AK with rise ya, huh
Rise you up nigga, name my baby Chopper Vecna
Niggas hoppin' out them Vans, my niggas hoppin' out them Teslas
He was cappin'
whole f***in' crew and go 'n smoke on the fifth
[Chorus: x 2]
[Sheek Luchion]
Yo, yo, yo
I come to your town on a Peter Pan, no Jack
One pair
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