Lyrics:
by the waist
And she getting so lit now she just want a taster
Can't wait til i hop in the wraith
And she told me im the man and i make her feel safer
And after that pass the body
Chuckwick Bill don't have the 5th ward John Gotti
You make me mad you're taking a fall
Tell your kids about my god damn
cause I don't have A brother man
All bills on me and I grind and I Pay it
Man just a boy challenges i Dey Face it
Things we Dey do but for real I Can't
to the bag
Run in the trap
Where is the stash
I need it now
Quicker than fast
Lucky if you get to see end of the night
I pray to the lord you don't make me ask
Christmas, with us
Every beautiful rose is gone wither
Bill Withers, just the two of us you can lean on me
Navy Blue the truest love
Soon enough I'll be
sense why she hitting my phone
Don't make no rather be by my lonely
It don't make sense how I figure shit out
Don't make sense how they counted me out
Verse Three: [Mystikal]
Aww HOLD UP!!!, WAIT A MINUTE!!!
my mama done got me bent.
What the fuck you mean, where I was?, who I was with?,
dues, can't wait to see that nigga that got
Trampled like that 'cause that ass whoopin' been due.
It's thinkin' like that, that make it hard,
For me
the gunner pop, tell me who you wanna rock
It's crew love Rocafella 'til I die
Nigga keep it moving, don't get caught up in this drive-by
The breaks over,
Nicko: 'Ow did 'e make a mistake?
Steve: Well, 'e made the mistake by not sendin' Bill first, right?
Nicko: Well, well 'e made a mistake, right?
and don't you ever come back
I said wait this is my school and you're telling me to leave it
he handed me my books and said yep you'd best believe it
as I
what I want, put that on my tab
Fuck is you saying, fuck is you doing, why is you playing
You don't do what? Wait on this porch, call you a cab
My niggas
What you doing? Forreal though, now chill though
I dont need no coke in this muhfuckin' bill bro
What you doin? Forreal, chill
Take yo ass
the underground shit,
Mr. Bill Collector, Bone
[Chorus]
[Wish Bone]
Nigga take it off thank ya,
Please don't make me stank ya,
Time to pay the bill, write
praying for these M's dog, please don't make me wait
I got momma and my mates, I got bills due yesterday
I got problems on my plate, I got clips inside this
the chopsticks
So please don't stop me
Gat me running through this deal cos I've gotta make this money
Evils on the way and we nigga running from it
I pulled up
don't really care if it get pricey
Manifest another check I got a deal with Nike
Hold up wait a minute ima need my friends to hype me
I just love it when
never bite my tongue
This is what some long nights have done
Bitin', to me
Don't even sound like it might be fun
Start with a change of heart
And save all
that I pass by
They let me go right inside I don't have to wait in line
Well I signed the dotted line
Devil as my witness
I just wanna be famous for
bootstrap bill
Don't aim if it's not kill
I move underwater a navy seal
Maroon my pants and belt, whatever I'm stocking Is not for sale
Coutured by me myself,
and things to have things
I bought the big Thanks 'Big Thanks'
With the niggas that don't be making them fade
[Dollar Bill]
Nigga what you thought I'ma
I don't know, never mind..."
Jack and Bill went up the hill to chug a couple six packs
But Bill was down his face did frown, and so did Jack's
See
knocked great G's shot
Tell me when will the beef stop?
I don't think it ever will
That's why I might seem relaxed, dog
But I could never chill
If that
you money
You think you hot cause he spent thousands of bills on it
I got that box, make him wait 6 years on it
Yeah it's that good, the girl so cold
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