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stacked up way more millions than haters expected
You gotta shoot for your respect
That's how you send a message (paow, paow)
You gotta do what you gotta
in her stomach
Gave her back you can have her
Know how we bummin'
Me and gang passed her
Know how I'm comin'
I'm thumbing through cash
If 12 get behind
hm all rich nggas drove Bentley
All rich niggas drive lambo nigga
I never did that
Stop telling me that
You should wait till I do it nigga
Im still
The Numbers Game
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1-2 ain’t no telling what we gonna do
It gets to 3-4 lay your body right there on the floor
The clock hits 5-6 feelin’ all
what to do if I cornered a skunk"
I said to you, "Look, here's the deal, we're leavin' tomorrow
And who knows how long it's gonna be until we're back
as ever, I might make you my muse[00:46.55]You know that I'm lovin' everything you do[00:49.55]Now I whisper to you, I said[00:51.72]Girl I'm right by you
of retirement
Hahaha, you trippin'
Fly all the way to kisumu, (It's Ott Music) so we can put this down
You Know how we do it
So let's show the how we do this
[Talking]
Yo, it's T2 and S.L.A.B
It's a remix, yes sir
[Trae]
They say that I'm not wrecking, I'm about to teach 'em a lesson
How niggaz get
12AM in the midnight
This is how it feels like
Chills in my body right
Ten times im standing tall
Watching all my predecessors
Fall like paper fall
the heat toted
And teflon tips keep the .44 loaded
Straight quoted in nine-trey, by the dime
Now we connected
He said, "Mack, when you westsidin`
[DJ Talking ]
Ladies, this is for ya'll
You Got It Bad Remix
[ Joe Budden Talking ]
I Like how that feels
Been there, done it
Let'em know
[
the days
Niggas a tell and
Then bitch its a stain
Now niggas do anything
Just for a name
And no we cant kick it
Lil nigga you lame
I do not give a fuck about
turn-of-the-century ways
How did we strike it rich?
Kissing up to the powerful
How did we make our pitch?
Satellites by the towerful
Why do you young people have
neega(?)
Wouldn't even give my man a 12 bar feature
I know who you are cause he wanted me to eat ya
I said nah lets keep it peaceful
My nigga was a true weed
Baggies in the fit, hammer with the brick,
Rick James bitch, you touching shit,
12 cracked down, hittem with the the Vick,
Young Sylvan how you deal with
'Cause everybody judge you, love to change the intent
Internet got no chill, nobody know how it feel to be an artist
Look, nigga this some marvelous shit
to the bottom
Surrounded
By every single problem
I founded
By being what you wanted
Astounding
That it was never enough
I don’t seem to do too well with
How you do that there
10 white toes you know she dont care like
She dont care
How you do that there
Now Fuck it up on the floor swing that curly hair
trigger to a barrel
From the bottom of your heart
'til death do you fuckin' part
Do you understand to live, to lie by him
Is to share your soul, Lord
against me? You must be pretty bold
But i can tell you now how the future will unfold
Dos versos en inglés, que mas esperaban?
Suficiente trabajo por la
favorite food
Su comida favorita, boo
Lil mama how you move, I see you learkin
Look like you allergic to hoe niggas-
Good thing my bowl bigga
And you thicca
gets approached by a guy
He asks her how do you do
She asks him how do you drive
A stranger said he think he saw him get inside
But no one really knows
when
One by one they hit the muthafuckin ground, see
Call it what you want, nigga, yeah, but you can callme crazy
(Why you want to fuck with
Love
12, we want love
Love
Aiwen on the beat (Beat, beat)
Love
My heart iced out
Can't do sh*t about it
Don't catch feelings, catch flights (Love)
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