Lyrics:
cheese?"
We could've left the kids out of this, don't blame me
You a dog and you know it, you just play sweet
Your baby mama captions always screamin',
& Mild
I'm in the crib watching "Baby Boy" on BET
Told you I don't want you girl, just the EBT
Fat bitch left crumbs in my bed, she can't sleep with me
& Mild
I'm in the crib watching "Baby Boy" on BET
Told you I don't want you girl, just the EBT
Fat bitch left crumbs in my bed, she can't sleep with me
wrecked, ha
Finna bend that boy like flex, ha
Wait, what did you mean by that?
They say lil bry "how you think like that?"
2020, how you see like that?
Hey yo Jim man why don't ya, you don't you kick some of that
You know, you know how you do it man
It's a trip people don't even believe were together
want but don't let me catch you
Or you gone catch a bullet like Brady throwing at chu
Lil Bitch
Dog to me she ain't nothing but a dog to me
You ain't
Yeah, yeah
Whole lotta back here in business, nigga
What the fuck goin' on
Stupid ass lil' boy
Yeah
I know you know what the fuck goin' on with me
can at signed rappers
Lesson two, face 'em and dis 'em (what up dog?)
Don't give em a demo, kidnap 'em (I want you to come with me)
And make 'em come
can at signed rappers
Lesson two, face 'em and dis 'em (what up dog?)
Don't give em a demo, kidnap 'em (I want you to come with me)
And make 'em come
I die
Dilly Boy you know what this is
We done came a long way from being kids
From playing cops and robbers up in the hood
To rolling a candy coated
your son," girl, don't trip about it
Walk up in with apple sauce and broccoli
Little Bobby, better eat your greens, boy, don't give me lip about it
pussy, and you will get fucked
Why don't you cop some more ice dog
Then you will get stuck, fucked
Bitch ass nigga, hit my street
And see what happens
on the block when a nigga drove by
Boy you wasn't really clutching when its really time to ride
Aye
Bi**h stay away from me with all that weak sh*t
Tacoma
something to unwind
Let me know
Let me know
Please don't fight it
This love you can't deny it
And boy I know you want it
When I'm throwing it back
And you hit
me show you what the MAC do (come on)
If you don't know by now, then you slippin'
I'm on some bullshit that's got me jackin', niggas flippin'
Let my
Aspin, yeah we're back
Man we're fat
And Millie come link me fast
Bad boy what you know about that
So oi, yeah, who's that?
It's Aspin, yeah we're back
Man
girl, relax
Dope boy, so I know his shit, big fat
Name another bitch hotter than me, he know that's big cap
Uh, bring the racks to the show
Got me in
Tool
I'm real nigga, you so full
World tours, and you local
All you say this shit on the menu
Give me large fries and I’ll be cool
Put your hands down by
the long arm
You ice grillin' me boy You better be Paul Wall
Get strong armed Free, Smoked for a Pall mall
Now you done stepped in the cage with the wrong
and no accident
You don't know but
Dem boy never worry me
Man ready fi go murder
And me glock dem never cheap
And me phone dem a burner
Send a bad bitch fi
(Baby Breeze)
Hello? (Hello?)
Boy, what you want?
(Man, I'm tryna come through, man)
Uh-uh, I'm at the studio, what's up?
(Man, I'm tryna get
Leave ya faceless strip ya naked
While I kill the beat boy you know I wreck it
Alpha Dog by the name of Lansky got a little patients but don't ya tempt me
aren't allowed that thought
And believe me, if they were, they would use it.
There'd be a lot of dogs and cats, owned by assholes
That live in
crash
Should?a been thinking and tried to fake whiplash
A crowd gathered round, they're callin' me fat
Who you lookin' at with a face like that?
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