Lyrics:
Bitch I'm out here having fun hoe watch out u bet not touch
Not getting carried out by 6 i go in sit In front the judge (Bitch)
They know big tino
glitters and gold
I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe
When I'm deceased, by then the beast arise like yeast
To conquer peace, leavin'
glitters and gold
I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe
When I'm deceased, by then the beast arise like yeast
To conquer peace, leavin'
diamonds in the light
And we're standing side by side
As your shadow crosses mine
What it takes to come alive
It's the way I'm feeling I just can't
the house and get nasty
I spit the real game i rode her in my caddy
When she yelled my name
I told her call me daddy
Trick nigga if ya tell me you
A player
care
And I'm feelin' like Rapunzel wit' it
You got a new born in ya arms? I hit stick
Make you fumble wit' it
Torture you while the children there
I hurt
been Hiding, you can't find me
I told them all that I'm going in front of the line
I swear I remember the times that I would be waiting for mine
But Ima
a night
How you do that trick to hypnotize ?
Me in a shuffle dance, you by the light
I think it's time to fix our glances
just in time to lick you beside
fear of time
Getting paid independent like send 'em a new vote
Like the travels in my journey like Robinson Crusoe
And I'm the plume, no Daniel DaFoe
I sit alone in my four cornered room starin' at candles
Are we on the radio dukes?
Aww yeah, give it to me
At night I can't sleep
I'm tossin'
(I'm cobra on god)
(Got you boo'd up)
Baby got u boo'd you my new boo
Said she never had designer imma show you
They say imma trick they mad cause it
the truth
See, over there in Lynn, I don't know how you move
But I'm from Dot side, go ahead, spread lies, sayin over here'
N*ggas are a joke, LMFAO
Go
now I'm sick and simply rich, grippin' wood and flippin' chrome
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game
this ain't the squash beef state
You thinkin' make up, we thinkin' Lark Voorhies face
The twin Eagle'll air his coupe, might as well ride by in
making ends
Cause even when your bitch wants to trick around
You know the moneys got you safe and sound
Now i'm bout to take it back to 84
call me, trick Swayze
Okay
In other news and other niggas hoes
Your wife taste like honey nut cheerios
I'm in the mirror like oh baby
Who needs
an erection
All up in her section
Make it start stretching
Bust it in her face, now she got a new complexion (Whoo)
I swear that I'm a mess when a playa get
full of niggas with a blunt in their hand
And one in their ear
You know what I'm saying
But, I kept your number in my old phone
Got a new chip flip
told that her, I said its cool
Get at me
Come by the house and get nasty
I spit the real game
I rode her in my caddy when she yelled my name
I told her
that nigga, stop fronting
She said your new shit pumpin', you make us so proud
We've been wantin' something this good for a while
But I'm not fooled by
melon in now
With a pistol so big yo it could lift
A hippo and knock an elephant down
Akh, I punch a lot, I'm tellin' you now
And that fake-ass ice that
and the alimony
Is why I'm broke, but I don't care because
My impact is mandatory in a age of fake and
I'm perplexed by the hate
Why flex in your songs if
They
down the street, and I'm lookin fly-hy
I'm lookin fly
Walk on by
Walk on by
Trick Daddy
Yes sir
I wear my pants hanging off
to keep away from stress, so I’m grindin’ hard
So until I’m in my death bed, I’ll be grindin’ hard
Cause like a skateboard trick, I’m grindin’ hard
As my
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