Lyrics:
oh, pardon me, Lt. Eubangdere! Allow me to apologize pro flu slay.
EUBANGDERE
Just take your hand off my box.
SMOCK
Captain?
KWIRK
Yes,
(Where my niggas, where my niggas)
I know you wanna fuck (Where my niggas at?)
(All my real niggas throw
Your muthafuckin' hands up) let's be friends
Where
day
Like some broken bones
Yeah, you know that I be snapping
But when I'm around your girl, yeah you Know that I be clapping
Niggas tryna test
Paul and Sasha, come sing fi dem, baby
Though you make me holler, though you make me sweat
I can't get your tenderness
Still I can't get you off my
Paul and Sasha, come sing fi dem, baby
Though you make me holler, though you make me sweat
I can't get your tenderness
Still I can't get you off my
shake my hand 'less you been down since the beginnin'
It's Taylor Gang over anythin' you defendin'
Lookin' for your girl, she in the distance
(With
year for your girl
I've been keeping up with the pace
So don't be coming with the bull
Had a good year, now you starting to see my face
Ain't worried
nigga on the come up
Now I'm just stacking my funds up
Had to come back on the remix
Remember when I first made this and I thought I wouldn't be shit
Now
on your planet
Girl I'm sorry
That we were broken
But we were chosen
By the universe don't let your heart be frozen
Find yourself and we can
Hold hands till
Notorious biggie ready to Die
Snappin off my dome ain gone bring my homies back
But Living by the gun just might get a krakka clapped
R I P
The industry
All
dropped the bitches off now I'm
Off to my uncle house
Stopped by the liquor store
Nothing but the thugs out
White tees and Chucks
One nigga hit me up like
Just one look at you, I've got contact
Can I get a pull of that
Girl, your shit is the chronic
'Cause I can tell by the way you roll it up
Make
a Pony, what
Yeah, what, put your money on my dick
Girls, all eyes on my dick
Yo, yo, yo
Cats fatigued out, thinkin' they armies
My crew arms me
ain't worried 'bout 'em
My only goal is to keep courage and to make it off the bottom
Oh, I was raised by the Chinese store
Even though I ain't Chinese
the drink and the ball too
Girl, I love the people tryna keep me off my vibe too
I ain't got a tattoo, but I wish I got two
Smuggle money out of a van, what
was good
Or you just smilin’ it was good
Or on the other hand if it was not so good
Here’s my story
Hm, hm, mm, mm
Tonight is the night
That
whole life spent persisting
Sacrifices made what you think thats a given
Life pass you by in a blink quit your bitching
Yeah girl got my line she hitting
the streets beneath my feet to the sun
I'm number one and competition is still none
And I'm gonna keep kicking holes in your speakers and pullin' plugs
none of my beef
I'ma ride to the end of the road if I have to
Praying no car speeds by for me to crash to
Steering wheel in my hand
Trying to hold it
only you that I want
Hands off her body but I always keep her by my side
It's only you that I want
Baby, I'm down to ride, put it on my life
It's only
my logic get another dollar
Just to keep you
In the presence of your chico ah!
I don't talk about it, be about it
Everyday I sequel
I don't talk about
breath, by the time I flip to the next flow
This sho' is real, this is the deal, guns I'm runnin
Gotta make it out of town to flip my {shit} and keep it
sides for one of those I pray
You a good girl I pray you stay in that place
Its hard to give what you stand for but just try to relate
Your actions outta
back to you
Your back feels broken
Well here comes the glue
Psych my dick keep pokin
Your holes are through
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