Lyrics:
shows up or whatever, mane. This girl wanna take a swang at her, mane.
[Pharrell]
That ain't right.
My man favourite record right here
(uh-uh-uh),
cool, aw shit
Now they like what happened to RaY That nigga must've changed
Wait!
Tell me y'all niggas didn't expect the same, right?
Rolling a jet about
and daisies by the dozen just for you
She at home worked up just me
I’m just hoping Prince Jacob is gracious she ain’t on her knees
Ya gonna make her wait,
the chain (Damn right)
[Scratching by RZA]
"Mister Method Man for short, Mista' Meth"
"Tical, yep"
"Hmmm"
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, c'mon!
Even if I
scratch, I ain't got time to relax
I'm tryna break down this pack, I'm tryna beat down the trap
I got em' mad now, cause I'm right back where I'm supposed
fast
Stack a hundred bills in your right hand
Right there by the couch bag of rubber bands
Gotta get 5, double stacked that's a hundred grand
Rose
Imagine this breeze coming from the ceiling fast
Stack a hundred bills in your right hand
Right there by the couch bag of rubber bands
Gotta get 5,
Billboard hitmakers
ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob
Yeah, yeah
I put that shit on, watch me drip to the gods
Showin' 'em my broads, Emilio Pucci on me
broad shows up or whatever, mane. This girl wanna take a swang at her, mane.
[Pharrell]
That ain't right.
My man favourite record right here
Look ma we go together like throwbacks
And airforce one's i'm a gangsta
That's why i gotta carry 4 guns
Used to be a good girl
Now you my ride-or-die
the get right
Let me send you to the next life
Yeah
We get naughty by nature yeah
I got sauce I got flavor uh
Got you flossing in Jacob
She get lost in her
I go to Jacob w 25 thou, you go w 25 hunnid wow
I got eleven plaques on my walls right now, you got your first gold single
Damn nigga wow
Ain’t that
It smell like blue cheese
We get that paper by the loose leaf
Trying to cop a Maybach
You still buying Lucy's
Different page with the flow
I don't even
Omg did you say I quit?
Now go ahead sit down in this bitch
Uz a hater you ain't copping this shit
Cuz I'm so profound in this bitch
Now go ahead
I tell the 'Gram I'm goin' crazy
Aye baby now you want the truth
Well I'm beginning from the roof
Question after question after fuckin' question
Girl
to your door
[Hook]
I’ve seen the wild world honey
But you ain’t seen nothing more
[Verse 2: Judy Blank]
I planted flowers
inside your chest
that grew
a bitch and ho and a skank
By the way did I say she a thot?
Others talk, Jacob SPEAKS
And I can see that you're saying a lot
Spreading the word, starting
right
And I can't make mistakes because I won't try
Should I put it on the album
Should I drop it now
Could I wait a month or two
And work the medley out
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Get it right back
Get it right back
Nothing but honesty, you ain’t as hot as me
You ain’t the Poseidon in my Odyssey, I’m where
their found
You can quit em but you can pick em up in minute and be right where you left off
Old habits die hard
Every now and then I pick up some wine
granny but now it's hitting different
I look up in the sky, I'm hoping that's she really listens
I'm traumatized by my sins, I hope that I'm forgotten
I'm
I'm talkin' about
My man Deen, aka Deen Witter is played by my man Dave
Ha, my man Jacob aka Pop Life, is played by Pos
Dnuos, in fact
That nigga,
in a river
Dead by a trigga thinkin he Schwarzenegger
Fools don't take him I took him across the liver
Keep Lloyd line on my stomach from
signed by Hov and Dame?
And ran to Jacob and made the new Jesus chains?
In Jesus' name, let the choir say
"I'm on fire, ay," that's what Richard Pryor say
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