Lyrics:
work.
It all depends on TRU niggas like us, no Captain Kirk (Bitch freeze),
All you ghetto hoes get yo' Lee Press-On Nails, fix yo' wig,
Bring yo' Bebe
by Lil' Lee
Real nigga my pedigree
But I'm fatty, I'm heavy
These bitches willing and ready
She wanna gimmie the pennies!
It's my way
Faggy 2 Dope and Silent Gay
Claimin' Detroit, when y'all live twenty miles away (fuckin' punks)
And I don't wrestle, I'll knock you fuckin' faggots
degrees, I'm a graduate to a brick
Got me gradually gettin' chips
All my smokers grabbin' a sack of that poison
If you can push it, I'll give you points from
Almost she gots a perfect
Ass
I got that ticket to the sea
Ah ey, I gotta flee cause
I cant get stung by a bee
How you kill it lee?
I got that ticket
somebody
Just mentioning it could
Help prevent somebody
When the chorus comes in
Sing it with somebody say Ro's
Negroes, and you all know how the story goes
(Pst, pst, turn up the music)
Nothing in the world that I wont do
I'll give the world to you if you want me to
I'll do anything
Ah nothing in
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, ay
Girl you give me chills
Stay by my side, and I'll keep it real
Cause Imma be rich when I get a deal
I ain't gon' switch, for you
Give me love like her
'Cause lately I've been waking up alone
Paint splattered teardrops on my shirt
Told you I'd let them go
And that I'll fight
papers
Napoleon and Pedro they been eating all the tater
Tots, you don't know it yet but your wifey she a thot
Like 21 and Cole bitch you know I got a lot
.
I'm-a show you how I rocked it, why'all, all night long,
But when I rocked with Chaka Khan, I just said,
"Chaka Khan, let me rock you, let me rock
not number 2
And you showed me how to hustle too
So it’s all love when I bump into you
Lee Records
But just know Q turned into a hustler too
Oh
dat, I'll be dat, I'll be dat (fuck you)
(Fuck you)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
It's W Fuck All Y'all Radio, ya man Big Tigga
I'll be dat, ya
dat, I'll be dat, I'll be dat (fuck you)
(Fuck you)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
It's W Fuck All Y'all Radio, ya man Big Tigga
I'll be dat, ya
the cut, make the cut, call the shots
Ima take what I can get and you can bet I'll make it hot
Ima fill them holes in, keep hitting on that pot
I can't tell
lick you from head to toe
Real slow
'Cause ever since I was young I could keep girls sprung
Just by the movement of my tongue
I remember it all
ain't no savin' hoes that ain't puttin' in no work.
It all depends on TRU niggas like us, no Captain Kirk (Bitch freeze),
all you ghetto hoes get
Before they hang it and they ain't getting the old me
I'll teach my kids you don't get a participation trophy
Twins on the floor, they are on the carpet
Keep it a thousand man
I'll show you what to do with them thousand grams
Sent from the kitchen as loud as a thousand pans
Soda sit the jacket, she
falling again)
Bitch can you lend?
Uh, Lend me your love but if its not love
Then I'll take all your money
I'm betting the bank on you honey
And you'll be
deacon drip on a Sunday
Whoo!
You told me you need 5k for new D tits
Oh damn
If you get that new body I must freak it
Yes mam
Aye, I'll save all of yo
Give me love like her
'Cause lately I've been waking up alone
Paint splattered teardrops on my shirt
Told you I'd let them go
And that I'll fight
a nigga bounce like he S.B.B
When I shoot, make a scene like L.E.E
In other words, i'm shootin like Lee Too Creative
I'll give a nigga wings, when these
and present your self
Know your worth and go get some wealth
Do it by your self you don't need no help
And that's words from foreign they never boring
Ill heal
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