Lyrics:
Oh so good
Even when it slow shit, we moving on the low man, I'm always in the hood
I'm always in the hood
When I was that broke nigga I ain't have
EYY!!] baby that's (awww)
[Verse 3]
[Chingy]
Mah whip flash
You my catch whip glass
When ya boy dip past
Man ain't none of y'all cold as me
Mah chick
approved
I think you need to watch your tongue
Cause all that funny talk will have your ass found by a couple on a Sunday walk
Man, I ain't worried bout
and my feet in good...
Dirt Devils were crowding my head
With lies they spread
They'd convinced me of what fools know isn't true
Quick as an Outkast
that only smash in Bentleys
Pussy so good that the nigga went and bought one
Know that her panties get wet when it start up
I hop on the beat make
Whitness, Whitness
Yeah that man keep all the heat you tripping
Thinking that you could ever be like me
And as far I can see
All y'all n***as pussy yeah
wants you to
And I just wanna spread some good vibes
None of that negativity around me
Help those in need like a good man
Superman ain't got nothing on me
got money so I'm actin' different
Did it by my lonely, so I never listen
Stay callin' my phone, this lil' bitch, she trippin'
Just leave me alone,
squeeze hammers, man
Bullets breeze by you, like Louisiana, man
But I gotta feed Tianna, man
So I move keys, you can call me the Piano Man
Rain, sleet,
low ki's
Man who got um? we got that white girl
And wigga talk about uh price to make it right for you
And if you like that alright then we got what
it ain't bout the money don't call me
I'm all for the Grammy, Grammy
One man army army, one man army army oh
If it ain't bout the money don't call me
for
These hoes always make me feel good, that money can't
I can't find no love so I went to the bank
I was actually lookin' for love, so I went
daughter's guts, or just spazzin out
Me and Bubba know what the hell we talkin 'bout
Pickin up Betty's like they was beans and brussel sprouts
We got
You look so good
(You look so good) I wish I could but that
Just ain't my type of hype, baby
(Me and you was crazy cool)
You look so fine
(You look
a Bentley just for the Bs
She lovin' on me, I'm lovin' this codeine
She suck 'til it's so clean, then left with the brodie
YSL and 1017 tied like some
To keep you loving me
And its just to much for me
To not have you by my side
Cause no matter what your going through
You know that I'm gon' ride yea
the driver had to do just to pass by you
That's if you ask me
So, shawty, don't do the dash on 'em
I hope you never crash on 'em
What good is flashin'
Mulsanne, she gone ride it like a Bentley, yeah
Insane with the brain go gently, go gently, uh
Only reason she came was so she could vent to me
Call
Feels like heaven when we makin' love, controllin' my spine
Wine and dine, I don't need that as long as long as you wit me
And you bitches thinkin' that
that brand new Bentley with the red seats
My pops was there for me, so I'll be damned I be a deadbeat, uh
When you said you loved me, girl, you scared
looking good
But you lookin better on your knees
When I drop the top
I press the button on my Bentley keys (ay)
Double G (yuh) tats all on my sleeve (yuh)
the dome
Sit gently, while I'm on the Bentley phone
Why you don't like me?
Cuz I'm mad fly and icy?
And why you can't satisfy yo wifey
And if it
of somebodys dance floor like whatever
Drop!
I keep it hood for you baby cause on the down low mama knows what good for you baby
Whats good for me baby
London
Looking at me like a big man
Everyday we gain pounds
Cos kilo kan mi pelu Fitfam
Kin to wonu club mo ti se table reservation
Have so many school
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