Lyrics:
her moy let her lick it like a lolli
Lips like Donald Duck's, works Bahama Bucks
So I grabbed her by the pussy like my name was Donald Trump
I wanna
yo man
"Get the fuck out"
(SCRATCHES) pump that beat
"muthafucka, say what"
Down on be 's is the place to give me the pace
he said ma man J.D. is
and restaurants, I don't know)
Yeah... yo...
[Ghostface Killah]
Aiyo, I couldn't get enough from the way she smell
Was it Baby Phat, J.Lo, or straight Chanel
better be ready to do that thang
You rep tha jrb and you will never switch
(jrb?) juggalo rydas bitch!
Did you beat your girlfriends who dissed your
that makes you feel personally
Like Spose does when he puts a verse to beats
When you get to upgrade from commercial weed
And you stop by your work for
parles pas de vie thug
Les Beats By Dre ont le blues
Les hymnes sont devenus des berceuses
Tout est fake comme ta
Pseudo carrière motherfucker
La fin sera
broad show up or whateva man
This girl wanna try and take a swing at her man
That ain't right, this my man favorite record right here
Yessir, beat that
didn't even have to ask
Now buck 'em down
Mi say mi killin' a crooked cop
Mi killin' a crooked cop
Now watch em drop
Now watch em drop
Mi want
cha hate rest
I should kush that ass
An body ya
Every fucken lot of ya
Daddy hears a gangsta
Hate ta tell ya that it's not in ya
Ain't made the beat
But
Send'em up
Blue plate special with the blue paint drippin'
Carolina blue j's on my feet
And I ain't trippin' dippin' one deep
Fuck it two matter fact
the hole
Martin 20 million bucks can't get your pardon
You got the Carter 5 huh? but now you starving
Surrounded by the ghouls and goblins into Robin
You
on my sound
FN came with 100 rounds
Good gas, we gon' smoke it by the pound
Got this water on my neck, I might drown
J G Wentworth, need my money
I'm leaving out my physical
Got lyrical all of a sudden I'm not invisible
Pimpin the game these beats are my prostitutes
Grippin the gran my Cadillac
(Ayy, Heavy, turn the beat up though)
(MK, get that shit up then)
That Drake song, he said
"Don't get it confused this one is for you"
Ayy
I
Tellin' it like it is, right about now D.J. Premier is in the
motherfuckin' house and shit, ya know what I'm sayin'? But yo,
yo Kris, run that
wake ya drop it
SCC's in the house to the ho's you
better hide that ass cause these niggas want to do you uhh
i guess it's time for a drive-by
you want
hit da button top recline
im glowing on the pine down martin luther king
im looking like a dream cause the chevy so clean
dem j's on gleam check my
hit da button top recline
im glowing on the pine down martin luther king
im looking like a dream cause the chevy so clean
dem j's on gleam check my
for the money, then cut like O.J.
My lifestyle is crazy I'm living way to shady
I'm at the pad acting bad my old lady
[Chorus]
She drive me
bitch, shut the fuck up (stupid ho)
(What the fuck?)
Fuck whoever don't like this song, I crank this bitch up by my own (ayy-ayy)
Crunkstars in
corn, gang come on
(MZY mixed this, SK, this one's cold)
I said "Buck into you with my rambz"
But I dashed it away, bucked into a fed
If you see that mask
million dollar signs
Tryna do it big as Wiz, Chevy, Juicy J and Ty
Putting in our time cause you know this shit's for real
And you never woulda heard
a bar, this is hey, hey
Back up in the trunk with tha AK
Each line pack a Fabolous punch, no diss to Ray J
Nah, see I don't dab and I don't nae nae
Got
way
Humble enough to happily watch you grow while I melt
Strong enough to go down lonely roads by myself
Enough gangsta' in me
I gotta' enough gangsta
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