Lyrics:
gotta make movies
Bright lights attracted bad bitches
And attracted to mad niggas
Whoever thought lil' ol' Meek Milly'd pass Jigga?
I'm just
a cantaloupe
Hope you got a rope to hang yourself
I rob for self, from Brooklyn, where else
Fat like a Lexus coupe, I'll rip your troop
Not even Lois Lane
out got rob by a dummy
Hoes gone cap like erything sunny
This chain right here dont touch it
Say u ballin but iheard bout da budget
Book a nigga ill
and rocks
If anything been scoring from me
It was ten a ki
I let my l'il round hustle
As long as they score for me
[Lac]
Look if I pull up on the block
type
In a pretty lil benz
Keep her hair and her nails right
Her and a few friends
And they all live the same life
Getting dividends from all the men that
on me had to relocate
My niggas rob you if you got the cake
Get to the money real fast aint no break
Moving to fast got bagged by the jakes
On the box
song is her anthem
I'm in a Hemi, drive by, she glancin'
Glock in my dip, try to rob, I won't glass him
V8 too fast, get an F, they can't pass him
She
Tried rob me ha gave that lil boy a man down
Aye
Bitch
So why you askin fo ah hand out
Knowin damn well shit ain't free round the trap House
Hunnit for
a baby by trick
No guidance, thinkin' with his dick
Never had the OGs to tell him shit
Now the word around town he takin' hit's
He came up in church like
No
Oh nah ay
Nah ay
Nah ay
Huh ah
Yeah
I know lil shotty be gone by the week
I'm out of distance I'm out of your reach
She said she for me I got
the lob
She eat dick corn on the cob
Did his bid got hit with fraud
Nigga diss know how that end
Save her name as 50 Cent lil bitch got hit by many men
Oh
talkin' for real, ain't nayin
I don't pour up, niggas smoke by the onion
If I don't go up to the kitchen, I'm comin
I ain't gotta rob, I really be thumbin
a million
Niggas are wack & their fake
& their jake & their snakes
Phonies, baloney's, who rob to get folded
Niggas who hate by the race, split up race
Keep
twice
Shot him in his face tryna rob me, but he still tried
Off a pint of red in my scat by the hillside
I might give her dick one time because I feel
proud
Make the brown proud
Ever since Brown Crowd
Lil Rob gots his sound down
And I'm still down
Some things just don't change
Like crusin on Sundays
(INTRO)
Wo wo wo wo wo wo wo (One time)
Wo wo wo wo wo wo wo (Ladies and gentlemen)
(VERSE 1)
This life wey you see na jeje
Make you no dey rush
Omo
HA HA HA HA HA ... yeah, y'all thought I was gone, didn't ya?
Yeah, I've been hangin' out since the intro, ba-by!
Flip it over. There's some mo'
Okay
Guess he on the intro
Type shit
Fuck your producers, my beats is by Meexhie
You know what I'm saying
Shit like this, man, I gotta take you back
(Intro Repeated-Sin of Graveyard Shift)
Silence is necessary, don't tell them who you are
(Verse 1-Sin of Graveyard Shift)
Formulate a different
[Intro: Styles P]
It's a lot of pain (a lot of pain)
You learn to live with it though (know'msayin')
Things we do
[Styles P]
Hungry, starvin'
[Intro - Plies Talking:]
Aye, man, muthafucka just told me to pull my pants up homie (What?)
Pull my pants up, I went up to that muthafucka and told
they rob niggas
Can't do that drive-thru today
Coming down Fig turn left on Gage
I had the M5 when the
Headlights were square like the Jakes
Race
Do recall
DJ Who
Representing that Write To Dream Entertainment
This one goes out to my girl
Cheri Dennis
We appreciate you
New Rob Markman
Produced
Intro :
Girl I know you from the neighborhood
But I’ve been watching from a far
And I noticed you a star oh lord
( oh la la la )
( what you do )
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