Lyrics:
around not at all I’m just tryna get my paper up
You ever need that gas hit my line just tap’n
If you cool Ima have to hook it up
If you’re a snitch I grab
the wind blow
They don't know what they in for
Tryna get ahead
You get a lil bread and now everybody kinfolk
Somethings gotta give
Gotta get it by all means
and fidgety in ya cat
But yet you play it off swell
To see if I'ma give up on the pursuit of your tail
But even if you knew that ain't all I wanted was just
your hand and watch how you play
Cause you don't know how the system might get you twisted
If you don't pay attention, and you'll come up missin'
I'ma
(you're such a Barbie)
Na-na, na-na-na-na (yo, Mariah)
I was in the million dollar meetings, he was cheatin'
All up in the church, he was sneakin' with
you wake and bake
Then you play your game
Put your life at stake
Give yourself a break
Life is give and take
Call a spade a spade
If you get in
the big bucks
So if I gotta be trash, yo, fucking call a garbage truck
Love don't have a price but you gotta know the deal
I'm a tell it like it is 'cause I
the street, so I know what's up
On these silly games that's played by the women
I'm only happy when I'm goin' up in 'em
But you know, I'm a menace to society
laps
Hold up first of all
Who the hell you know that's this versatile
If you don't think that I can get back in my spot
I don't think that you gonna
so I know what's up
On these silly games that's played by the women
I'm only happy when I'm goin' up in 'em
But you know, I'm a menace to society
and my partner's dicks, or you're gonna
be one black dead nigger bitch
Police brutality is common in my neighborhood
That's why I hate them motherfuckers
better)
Tell me what would you do
If in my shoes (if in my shoes)
Since I got the rock
Then I’m gonna shoot (swish)
Put you on an equal level
You don’t see
ode to the road
Austin got lost in Las Vegas again
But you don't need to gamble when you're in a band
You're already winning when you're on the road
arrested again I won't get a B - O - N - D
I'd rather die then live life in the Penitentary
But these days you gotta be strapped
Even when I'm at home I
play by the rules
Honey gotta keep my eye on you
I’m not gonna lie to you
Probably shouldnt waste my time on you
But get up
Ou na na na na na
Stay up
Ou
justice, orange man bad, Santa Fe shot in the back
Moment of silence pause the track
If this ain’t it, then I guess I ain’t the one
You a baby daddy now,
radio to a old one
I don't wanna hear no new school nothin'
Play me some country and it better be bumpin'
With the fiddle in the middle, two step
Just know you gonna be great like you always been destined
Keep me by your side you'll never need no protection
A little girl is waking up this
today
And all we wanna do is get by today, hey
We're gonna have a good day
And ain't nobody gonna cry today
'Cause ain't nobody gonna die today
You
to the beach)
Whateva you do (You know like)
You make me want to touch myself (Just play in the water)
Whenever I'm with you, cus you got it
And I'm gonna
a call
And if you think you deserve to have it all
You’d be wishing you was stronger in a brawl
And that means you gotta go in the fall
Hundred bands close
too, but dog you don't have ya shittiness justified
Sit down and eat ya humble pie, think I give a fuck if you're gonna cry?
Ya life is summarized
I'm always single, love to mingle
Why you by yourself
Takes two to tango
Some guys are insane though
Have you in a strangle
Don't listen to the niggas
for one second
Im gonna book AY-MusiK or the battery tour
For any of my fairs or venues you're sorely mistaken
He's not even relevant, if you're not
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