Lyrics:
organized plan
Get a van move down by the river man
Throw me a coconut, crack it open and drink it up
A bit of herb mixed with spliff tobacco
Good for a sore
and falsty knives
That blow you clear out of sight
You're wit' all your might
Your conscious is stayin' by
You all in that sacrifice
I'm going off
of me that's why they itching up to be a friend to me
I know they sick of me
Deep down they wanna get rid of me
Ain't gotta pat myself like I lost my keys
Talk our shit, Pat Beverley
Fuck with that hoe, heavily
I just came in wit a glock
How many died?
70
She give me good brain, heard she a scholar
Aye can you throw on some shit my dad would listen to?
Just cause I love you, don't mean that I won't deceive you
Or be deceived by evil
I promise
you got it down pat
I done been through it
And I ain't bring nothin back
But I'm bringin this shit to the fuckin distribution people
And they sendin
Josuke had to get a new stand
Bitch it's that notorious B.I.G.
I Got money coming in week by week
Breaking down the game to bits piece by piece
And I'm
Ain't nobody like me, I'm one of one
And my new bitch is fly, just look at her
And she like how I beat it up, beat it up
The same hoes that's leaving
pussy by the dozen, run up on me
Bitch im busting, you get chop down by k-cuttas
Shit nigga thats how we live, thugging in that boot for real, if you
tomorrow
Pit pat, heart attack, pussy bitch ass went to a cardiac
Arrest me, bitch, please
Punch him in the head and kick out his knees
Fucked up, this how
wrapped round my head, I feel like blowin
shit like Taliban
Ride around
Ima whip that bitch up like that pussy straight from pound town
Beat that bitch up,
focus on making millions
Time is money so either we're working towards winning
Or your distracting the king from his primary mission
Eat that pussy from
leave her pussy beat up
You know i'm smoking refer
Sativa made me speed up (Yeah)
These niggas told me slow down
Because they cant even keep up
Think
her off the meat rack
[Chorus]
Let me see you drop it down, get that eagle on girl
Ain't no fuckin' way I'm leavin' here alone girl
Money ain't
down South biz
But if you want to bet then put some coochie where your mouth is
I'm pussy-whippin niggaz and laughin as I'm walkin out
Just for
with the frontin'
Now I'm fake and I'm pussy, boy ooh this shit funny
These rappers be scared of me, that is my thesis
Most of my dogs turned to snakes,
hot, I wait for winter when it's cooler (cooler)
U.G.K. for life, free the Pimp, you know the deal
In P.A.T. it's Trap or Die and we ain't down for
hot, I wait for winter when it's cooler (cooler)
U.G.K. for life, free the Pimp, you know the deal
In P.A.T. it's Trap or Die and we ain't down for
up while I'm breakin' you down
You gon' knock out by the end of this round, oh
You got me speechless, girl, that pussy no punk (that pussy no punk)
that I'm raisin'
God of the Underground, I'm gunnin' 'em down with a thunder pound
We gonna shut 'em down
We turn shit dumb quick when the gun click
be the one to put it down
The one I get that work with
And the one I spend these bills on
Flossin', straight bossin'
While you pussy haters straight
blast on
No evidence 'cause this shit will be erased
We're in Paul's Chevy deep, with visions in your sleep
The Juice, Project Pat, Lil' Glock & SOG
shouldn't say that
I don't wear no durag but I'm where the waves at
Slide in the DM already know where it go down
Moonwalking all over the beat like it's
baby)
I'm with project baby, uh (project baby)
Then you hear the beat start changing (yeah)
That's my blessings raining (for real)
Nigga lil'
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