Lyrics:
her favorite
Catch me in the club, they bring bottles to the tables
And I ain't fucking with these niggas, man them niggas some haters
We pull up in
jaw
Knock out ya teeth
Then smile and say "Let's go eat"
Red Snapper oysters and fettuccine
Givenchy snakeskin and florals
By Riccardo Tisci
Have you
Girl, I know you wanna
Take a trip out to the water
I could drink you by the bottle
We always got 'till tomorrow
Girl, I know you wanna
Take a trip
[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]
Jeans, hoods, guns, crack
[Ghostface Killah]
Visions of me swallowing crack, being chased by jake
And the sound of the razor
thong
Fuck a breath, don't need to pause
Let's get it pappin', just give me the ones
She know I'm faded, I reach for the bottle
She told me to cool it,
Circle so close not even a round
Side by side we hold it down
Niggas think they rich like Rick
Really be Owen on the slick
Pay ya bill, to save a kill
Get
I just went Cherry my sprite
Lean and codeine what I like
I like having exotic nights
I like taking exotic flights
Perky got me feeling right
I never
this shit son, youknowhatimean?
Yeah, check the story
[Ghostface Killah]
I done flushed bags of powder down project toilets
You could of found of me
knowhatimean?
Yeah, check the story
I done flushed bags of powder down project toilets
You could of found of me on the steps dusted, unable to call it
Jums
She wanna do me
Said i be posted with rico and j, so she comin wit groupies
Call up the plug, need a pack for the low, so i went and copped 2 P's
Sorry not sorry the boy is
Back in the building
He feelin' himself he pouring
Corgiac in the building
Excuse me for not applauding we
All up in
see me through
Ink to pen inside the bottle I washed up to find the time for
Seeds to sprout I watched medusa take a brick and flip this shit
a shame)
(Yeah) Yeah I ball
Got three stacks in my jeans (Yeah)
You know I gotta be dressed up by any means
(Yes sir) and if you love on me
And if you hate
Don't count me to be y'all hero
I won't take a bullet for your pride or your ego
I'll watch em' fly by like Neo
C3P0 on the dot I'm on top of game
See
to the cross
[N] Now Stoute started hating me, hanging with my enemies
[L] They ask everyday on my block
[L] How did I survive in ? by keeping it gangsta, why
to the cross
[N] Now Stoute started hating me, hanging with my enemies
[L] They ask everyday on my block
[L] How did I survive in ? by keeping it gangsta, why
And I see I’m trying to take up next, we
Gonna make a next call it jake out, nigga
We need to fight for
Nigga, switch your side
Tell me who you ride for
I'm with the family
Get it by any means n**** thug it out
Out to Miami
Nothing but foreigns my n***** poppin out
Don't understand me
Scuff my 350s
and selling them for animal research
It sounded like an urban myth to me like the mouse in the Coke bottle
But I started leavin' her at home after that
You
bonin' out
Yeah you know it, Bobby told me before
Keep the heat by the side of the door
Ready for military war
Numerous cats, niggas is uterus
Who
hit if you looking
Bitch I'm a pro, you a rookie
But no one ever gone book me
You know I'm hot like a pepper
Chili chips, no Chester
Got the bottle
Owens
Living my life unruly
People always ask me "What do you do?"
Making money, yea that's all I do
All this cash feels, like Deja vu
I kick that bitch
Yea that Tall Ted shit
If you think im Jiggy & you think im Pretty
Come on Shawty let me Know
She think im Jiggy nah bitch im Pretty
You know I got
in by the day
Nike checks on me, I don't got a sponsorship
If they don't run with us, then we don't talk to em
We just been working, it's really our
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