Lyrics:
You already know what I been on
You know where I be at
'Cause men lie, women lie
Numbers don't, I see that
Catch me in a private jet
Like fuck
never even called me by my name.
(spoken:)
Well, a friend of mine named Steve Goodman wrote that song,
and he told me it was the perfect country
lookin' over, at me
She wanna turn up
I can tell by the look in her face
That she ain't happy with you, nigga
And I can bet that I'm gon' get her
And I
DJ Khaled
I'll pick you up in my ride
Make sure you waitin' outside when I pull up
I told my niggas I can't slide (No, no)
Just to be right by
She said don't lie to me don't lie to me
Now you got me standing here looking like a crybaby
I be like don't cry baby
I need you by the side of me
I
that's why they getting rich every day
Because what they selling
Chick-fil-A
That's right it's in a Chick-fil-A
So you got a find something to say
stereo,
About the pimping game, that you should know.
But if you don't, it's alright.
'Cause I'll be spittin' this game to you all damn night.
When I
little snack
You breakin these jaws by the way that you crack
Ill show you the flaws of these niggas they wack
I pipe up and floss, Smile B Right like
I've been murderin lines since a juvenile
But now I'm just doing community service
I guess that constitutes as constitutional
Girl you're beautiful
I
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like bottles (here) sip that
I just wanna chill, is you with that
Ain't nobody tryna find out,
Where they chick at? (Please)
She told me relax, sit back
standing in your kitchen
Telling you about my album
And I know you know
It's all about you
When I was singing my tune
And you were in the next room
That song
They sneak us with all this hate all that talking done from bleachers
The nerve of these fucking clowns to really ask for a feature
They told me that
You dont want the smoke
You dont wanna
Fuck with us
Big bad chick
She ain't have to
Fuck with us
Always in our business
So you wanna fuck with us
Black chick white guy
Does it mean shit maybe
I don't know but yo it never phased me
But either way here's one tail
Of two like that and what
just say that you're sorry
Come on now help me refuel up my lorry
This loud mouth chick told my boy he ain't cute
Threw her off the buliding with no
Remember Shanté told you
Drugs is not the only thing a girl can say no to
You gotta watch every move that you make on the street
Word up, cause talk ain't
don't know where I'm headed
But I know where I'm going
If you want you can follow me too
Run away me and you
Off to that endless summer
Aye I went hard
that, why you keep showin' off? (Uh)
Quit talkin' 'bout drugs, you the only pack that I've been smokin' on (woah)
I just hit my plug, told him, "Come
the photo album
You remember all the good old days? K Swiss and Polo down
And Mama had to put the down payment by herself
And nobody even tried to help,
Listen!
If you listen to this its evident you trying to figure out if I'm dude
Or maybe somebody told you I'm that dude
Or maybe you one
Jim Jones: Go... Could you be my psychiatrist and make
sure that my brain is right
And I heard that you love to sue,
you betta make sure that ya aim
discuss statements that's made on this tape
And its whole origin of the music that we all know and love
The music that we all enjoy, the music you accuse
told me get in the car
Pull up to the trap and nigga give me my card
Flippin that soft just by whippin it hard
Way I cook the crack i need a Michelin
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