Lyrics:
her
And drive by the projects while a nigger hollar
I let her drive the V
She's my pretty young thing
I let her ride with me
She's my pretty
We was faded, faded, you got one thing on your mind
You wanna love me, love me, ooh, only for tonight
Maybe, maybe
When I put you on that hood shit,
my guns come with a compressor
Thirty-two lighters all on my dresser
Testin' me I'ma get you together
Bitch, I'm thuggin', no matter the weather
So
And when I gotcha, you riding with me
You keep asking, "When do you have time for me?"
I'm never free always on the move, bidness oriented
Lifestyle
like you got it all
And you ain't got shit but a image to uphold
You niggas can't, do it like me
Mix that Baccarat with the Creed
Something bout me
trying to get this
I always thought I'd have to die to do a record with Pac,
So I wrote from the perspective of a graveyard box,
You end up in
On to the next one so what you do?
If you get the chance
You gon' be the best one
I'm way too young to be stressin'
Way too young to be stressin'
(young to be
need a night club if
You're tryna get wifed up
Yeah, baby, do you wanna take it there?
Do you wanna take it there, take it there?
Do you wanna make it
Goodwill loves me Macklemore than you
I've got flat screen TVs, with skate videos on repeat
All the latest CDs, mp3s, and Beats by Dre
Thank you very
And if you want it harder, baby, come and bite me
But do it lightly, 'cause that excites me to lay the pipe
And if you lick me right, I'll do it all
the club)
Every time you do something yeah I got to one up (One up)
Wanna see me get high get high wit me (Get high)
Wanna see me get by get by with me (Get
baptized, with the spirit of the Lord
Do you want to receive God as your personal savior?
Okay, repeat after me
"Lord God, I come to You a sinner."
Girl, you make me wanna get you pregnant
Girl, you make me wanna get you pregnant
Lay your body down and get you pregnant (knock you up)
Pregnant
and all the niggas you claim to
Came were trained by the weak
Double up ya power
Gotta compile it to fuck with me (Ah)
Made it clear like a squeegee
Get money shizzit
I can’t rap it if I didn’t live it
Pussy nigga tryna get me off my pivot
What you shootin’ at? A hundred million
Lay it down, lay it
I said you don't really wanna go, I can tell
But I'ma take you anyway, what the hell
So come on get on in the ride
And let me take you
thing I drink is fruit punch
Okay son you wanna turn your car off
And leave the keys in the ignition and come with me please?
Where we goin' officer?
thing I drink is fruit punch
Okay son you wanna turn your car off
And leave the keys in the ignition and come with me please?
Where we goin' officer?
do today? (Say what?)
Yes, I'm gon' get a fly girl, gonna get some spankin'
Drive off in a def OJ
Everybody go, "Hotel, motel, Holiday Inn"
You say
Wish I can find time to get away, get away
Shit, I should fly you out
So you can get away, get away
You've got me flyin' home to smoke with you
(I
woah
Every time I lay you back, you hit my phone
I been smoking on that strong
Wondering what you been on
Let me get back in my zone
Wanna lay you back
Girl, you make me wanna get you pregnant
Girl, you make me wanna get you pregnant
Lay your body down and get you pregnant
Knock you up, pregnant,
every message
As I lead this army, make room for mistakes and depression
And with that
Do you believe in me? How much you believe in her?
You think
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I wanna dig my way to hell
I wanna dig my way to hell
I'm getting by
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