Lyrics:
say grind the strife
And even worse when they never
Heard of 9 to 5 and you can't be gentle
Or they get all sentimental
I don't work for white people
Caulkin' my shit
Who you think you fuckin' wit?
I said recognize the mutha fuckin' Mobb hoe
I don't know nothin', juss' heard poppin' by the door
Who
Put on your best dress baby
And darlin', fix your hair up right
'Cause there's a party, honey
Way down beneath the neon lights
All day you've
Put on your best dress baby
And darlin', fix your hair up right
'Cause there's a party, honey
Way down beneath the neon lights
All day you've
handle
John Henry raised it back 'til it touched his heels then
The spike went through the cross-tie and split it half in two
Thirty-five cents a day for
Chingy and Murph durph
Uh
[Chorus (2X)]
Ooo Ooo
Let me get a sample of that ass, Ooo Ooo
I ain't +Mystikal+ but girl, +Shake it Fast+, (Don't stop,
the boom shake regular
5 bad boys
Honey no we don't quit
Until we hit the rebound
Sound with a kick
So come on everybody, everybody in tune
As I boom
They'll never take me alive, I'm gettin' high with my 4-5
Stashed in my ride, watchin' haters in they eyes
I'd rather go in a blaze, then get taken by
They'll never take me alive, I'm gettin' high with my 4-5
Stashed in my ride, watchin' haters in they eyes
I'd rather go in a blaze, then get taken by
no money
Well I don't either so give it up honey
I'm not tryna bounce around you like a bunny
Who been nursin that vodka and berry
Sure I'll take
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know yaaa,
I swear I know your body, I don't like it when you acting funny
But I like it when you're nasty
Whip whip rock rock
Straight lock up
5:30 AM baby
Time to light the block up
Be honest kid, you don't want no problems
We the ones to finish it
Ain't
me, put they purse to the front
I'm wakin' up early in the first of the month.
Honeys don't respect when you callin' collect
And it's twenty-five cent,
with a limp and honey
If you wanna purr you gotta register with her
Cause she gets ninety-five percent
Before any events occur
Sir, your self-imploding
Honey, it's time to go to school
Mom, I don't wanna go to school
That's ridiculous, you need to get an education
I don't need an education, Mom, gosh
selective
High faluttin' fashionistas, sewer line of credit
Big headed, pretty twinks, pass easy as anorexics
Hopeless romantics, bludgeoned by hoe antics
pad)
[ VERSE 1: Toddy Tee ]
Drug busters, you better beware
And don't turn your head as if you don't care
(Because they got it) they got it, they
don't ghost you
'Cause you're my boo
You're Alicia to my Usher
Yeah you're my boo
Wow
Form a classic duo of love
Better than Queen B and her hub
with the tramp like day and night
But what dude don't know is that I'm fuckin' his wife
And by the way mistah
I even fuck your sistah
I got your mama
the O-L-I-V-E,
now what would make them bite that, when they know they both had rules
but don't you go point fingers y'all cause y'all probably do the same thing
You still buyin scripts I got these bitches by the whole tug
Do my dance on a brizk in the kitchen cuttin' up a rug
Don't get it confused in this cup
that I've witnessed
Aint no running I don't do conditions
I lay niggas to rest like mortician
I'm the best so there's no competition
You get this good by
the honey lost up in the hive
Now I'm chasing highs
And I'm reaching heights
No lows
I can promise
I'll be getting by
Since the age of 5
I can visualize
Do
about me
But you really don’t know me
(That’s the old Me)
I don’t wanna talk about it
When you see me better show me (Miami)
V to the E to the N U S
She's
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