Lyrics:
Yo
It's ya boy Skitzo (Yessssirski)
Ladies you got bout 5 more seconds to get to the dance floor (Hahaha)
4, 3, 2, 1 Let's go
Move that thang left
harder than a Sandshrew
Shawty want fuck. Let me tell you what I can do
Put that dick in your mouth, free sample
Grown man, drink whiskey by the handle
my oldest, you even got him to go thrifting
And 'One Love,' oh my God, that song, brilliant
Their aunt is gay, when that song came out
My son told
I leave you sprung maybe
I have your head spinning sayin' 50 so crazy
I don't play no games, I don't play no games
See when I'm in that thang
Inch by inch
Day by day
That's how you get through it
Til you don't
Then forever hopes
Start to rip and crumble
Keeps a brotha humble
Back on Bumble like
nobody give me ****, I got my **** on that interstate
Made sure momma had food on that dinner plate
You not a boss if you ain't never took a loss
Some
"Ayy, you want some of this shit?"
"Naw, I don't want that shit"
"I don't give a fuck, I don't play that shit
And I'm finna buss a cap on a nigga"
"Ayy, you want some of this shit?"
"Naw, I don't want that shit"
"I don't give a fuck, I don't play that shit
And I'm finna buss a cap on a nigga"
a head yo way
He got that check so he better cop the whole thing
He betta cop that whole thang, he betta cop that whole thang
You know we dont play games
it's the fool
I flew to get away from
Coasted from Idaho
To the lakes up in the Poconos
Turned you from a bad bitch
To a weak hoe
That's an amateur
New
cause I'm that greedy
You got to feed me in stacks
What up to Crakk Peedi
State property, racially profiled
State trooper stopping me, I'm low down
Dirty
I'm a stick up kid, you can tell by my walk
Bitches love how my teeth shine when I talk
Big facts until I'm lying in court
Can't chat to me, my
partner that`s why
I say, uh-oh, look out danger
Captain Save a Hoe with the Rescue Rangers
You want to holla right
Hell no you ain't getting at this
bout you all day
When I first seen that ass I ain't kno what to say
Had a baby young still graduated school
Her life wasn't fair she didn't play by
believe she got that good thang
She my little hood thang
Ask around, they know us
They'll know that's my baby (buss it)
Everybody know that my baby
famous for claimin' a murder
That he never really did
Yeah tell these people all
The facts here really
How you ran your mouth and
Almost got smacked by
kept alive by the Sons of The Pioneers
Like that young cowboy from old Montana got boots and spurs and a black bandana
He rides the wild prairie rounding
G's got a thang for you
Sure nuff got a thang for you
Girl i got a thang for you
Sure nuff got a thang for you
He's got a thang for you
Sure nuff got
thang, she my thang
I ain’t tryna play no games
Got a little shawty and I beat her frame
And when she get done with that she gimme brain
That’s my little
the part cause
I got
Business up in my mind well
Money problems can't find yeah
Competition they blinded by it
Look but they cant find shiii
No discussion
playa can't believe I was that young
And the quicker you get used to bitches, quicker you start making money
Back up in this thang, 95 backed up nigga
to make your brains go hang, mayne
Got bitches on the thang, thang
Because they like the way the S.P. chain swings
City of Philly, you know that city
baby
He took you for granted but bump it that shit happens
How I end up in yo mind without no caption
Can I show you a few thangs
That you ain't seen
daddy
When I tell you "beat it up" stop me
Want you try to pull that thang' out
Baby can we shang' out?
Told me to bang
Told me to bang
Told me
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