Lyrics:
I get my pocket tapped Goodz
Ya Grape is in the street 'cause
Like Suge my pockets fat Goodz
Ya squad not strapped Goodz
Them guys by ya side will
on the shoulder, say, Thanks for stoppin' by.
Then I opened up the door and said, Take care, guy!
He got mad, threw back his arm, and slashed my shirt
I laughed
Maybe we can hang out next weekend
But right now yeah I'm running out of reasons
Yeah you stomped on my heart committed treason
Yeah your mood's
(lynch):
Feel my nature rise, blood shot red eyes
Waitin' in your back seat, catch you by surprise
Situations and circumstances make you take them
This is jail, 3 burners made Tina Turner dance
Probably, you kidin me? Only my man bust side to me
I was gotta be slicin the pot, if I divide it by 3
*****z long when you called me to the door
I turn to leave and all your friends then they talk behind my back again
I'm bout to do a smack again, have
and forth from my mother saying, Your father doesn't want him to come in. So you guys are not allowed in the house.
And I was like, Why? At this point, my
magical formulas it takes determination
Sweat and hard work to make a dream a reality
I take time by the forelock align my keys
Unlock my locked doors
It don't matter what plans I got, I can break 'em
Yeah, I can turn this thing around at the next red light
And I don't mind telling all the guys "I
Hello
Hello
Hey What's up ทำอะไรอยู่ครับ
I'm dressing up right now ค่ะ
Alright cool, you want me to swing by
I'll be there in ten
Sure I'll be
wit gravy
Menage, I almost got caught, what can I say
Fallin for the lust, I almost got bust Friday
But safely so, got em by the most high
He's
four-pound (uhh)
And bust like four rounds, kick the door down
Get yo' ass up outta town nigga, uhh, uhh
(Five by five) Niggaz connive, I thought you knew
understood
What's this mess?
Said you cleaned good, yeah
Pass this to your mother
She's gon' show you how to whoop
Way your mom comes through that door
Will
Can't wait to punch my man in his face
Thrust my car key up in his nostrils
Then hop in the four-door whip with no trace
How the fuck did I clean
girls Pretty bad girls
I don't move with the bad girls
Her body bang
Figure 8
Pretty fine gyal
I don't hate
Your attitude
Is what I hate
Bad energy stay
no thang to me
You buster ass bitches ain't really what you claim to be
We can throw them thangs, play the same and i'm gone bust your nose
Try to stop
that's me at your door
Bitch nigga like
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
Apply that pressure
Pressure
carry your gun, especially off duty
Don't forget that there's a price on the booty
Hidin' upstate won't make you safe
By the way, are you
It's mysonne, see mysonne is the one that knock on your door
You open up, you see a whore wit the glock to your jaw
See mysonne is the one that hit
up the door of my heart o
I no go fumble if you gree
Girl, I go dey by your side o
Baby girl I, I want you today
Say i really want you yeah
I promise
either. And I'm also all right with that cause I'm over 40 and I've fucking given enough. Okay ladies, feel free to use this next time you talk to your guy
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(What's your name?) Marshall
(Who's your daddy?) I don't have one
My mother reproduced like a Komodo dragon
herds ask Jussy, ask Serge
I'm the realest guy around
So bang your doors up and down
That's when Whitemoor, Swaleside, Belmarsh
Isis, Acat, Lifeus, skells
we'll hang out next week
I pat him on the shoulder, say, "Thanks for stoppin' by.
Then I opened up the door and said, "Take care, guy!"
He got mad,
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