Lyrics:
on my mind
It was two times, on a Tuesday
And now she crying
In the bathroom, hit her up
And shawty said she fine, yeah
I know she lying, yeah
I know she
too, starts getting a little rude
He says "Gratuity, excuse me, who are you?
I'm sick of this tipping, it's foolish. I'm skipping the tip they included
to town
A little luck, lost and found
Time to waste at Sammy's place
We all say, hey, come on in and grab a seat
Well it sure feels good to be
With
Carolina on my schedule
Sammy lives there for the summer
Carolina on my schedule
Sammy lives there for the summer
Open that door or I'm kicking it in
and Ying Yang,
I know when kids rockin(?) used to beat the block, I lived in a little house boy,
And the block party would never stop, I remember when
Clayton Kershaw
And I really wasn't sure
But I live and learn dog
And still that pussy gets smashed
She love it from the side
Face East ass West
And she so
and a brand new dance
Let me introduce to you a brand new dance
I know you're gonna love it if you give it one chance
It's not complicated, it's not too
a little bit absolute vodka fo they homie Tasha,
Tell her to come closa,
So y'all three can give me a Sammy Sosa,
If I was mayor I would campaign ass,
will still be rocking
You waste your time battling me I got mine happening, see?
You should have thought G, a little bit sooner
Instead of battling
a nigga take the stand
Play Sammy the Bull, be one dead man
See suckers can't hang with the slang
And if they bring the whole gang
well then
grandmother's name too soon
My nigga Slater, yeah that's my little pony
Little homies is reppin' like I been fuckin' with kony
Nigga Phillip and Kobe, to my
Sammy and Katie went a little too far
In a Johnson grass out behind the barn
Now he ain't got the money for gas
Or a ticket out West
There's
and credit card scams
Joe took the stand, he sold his soul
But little did he know he dug a deeper hole
He lied on his friends and the judge flipped on him
and a brand new dance
Let me introduce to you a brand new dance
I know you're gonna love it if you give it one chance
It's not complicated, it's not too
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I know you heard the terms chicks are like cars,
Well I treat bitches like drinks,
When I step in the club and by out tha bar,
So let me quench
Come do some babysitting on this sofa (Right here)
Take a swing of the bat Sammy Sosa (Swing)
& don’t expect a call when it’s all over (Na)
I know you
that
No problem, (why?) because I got it like that
A Baby Bam beat and an African rap
My partner by my side, Sammy be is on the cut
Your DJs
Didn't I see you down in San Antone on a hot and dusty night?
We were eating eggs in Sammy's when the black man there drew his knife
Aw, you
Didn't I see you down in San Antone on a hot and dusty night?
We were eating eggs in Sammy's when the black man there drew his knife
Aw, you
And i don't think that this country knows
What the hell that it's in for
A Black reign, to tough to tame (to tame)
Enough to blow the other man's brain
and swingin'
Yeah, with the bug
Well, Delilah loved Sammy, but he wouldn't stay home
Always runnin' and leavin' Dee home
She set out to find Sammy late one
who be plotting on yo nest dawg
Little do they know I ain't never had a nest egg
Deading me all of these questions
I been plotting on a major bag ,
little by little. x3
i'll get there by little by little by little by little, by little.
verse 2
i know there's a place for me, somewhere out there.
Of the backroad
Rolling up backwoods
Do it all by myself
Sammy the boy
I don't need no help
Hell
Hell when they lock the boy in a cell
Ain't no friends
Couldn't get
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