Lyrics:
smokin' some dope
The bitch that I'm wit is so flexible
From Mexico, man I like this ho
The homey little Tony told me a long time ago
"Hey Dogg sit
Yidle-diddle-didle-didle man.
I'd build a big tall house with rooms by the dozen,
Right in the middle of the town.
A fine tin roof with real wooden floors below.
There
your head {*BLAM*}
I got a special guest for y'all
He go by the name of Drag dash, get 'em man!
Guess who's back in your building ya big pimping
Dun kno ya bun one grand
Putting out grass in the hand
Dun kno ya blast one man like Grraah
Ay, Brraah
Dat war, mana last summer by the bank
Huh, Shea
It feels like I fell off
I ask myself, If I wasn't doing this music
Would I be better off or we'll off
My biggest enemy's my inner me
Paranoid by
drinks man I don’t even care
23 it’s my Jordan year ima take it there
By the time I get this fit on, gotta slay the hair
It’s my motherf*cking birthday
But got bought
On free transfer,
Capricorn SZN 2
(I’m the type of person, like)
(I don’t like indirects, like)
(Talk to me, like, you’re a big man
you the big homie
My lil bro gonna take that risk he letting it rip for me
I don't care bout who want go they don't shit for me
Respectfully
need x-rays
To see each other's insides
Under a big old oak tree
Synchronicities gather in tide
Round and round centered by the grooves on an old
a prize
You know we going big, like the dons super size
Could tell she liked to eat, just by looking at her thighs
Didn't know was me, till she looked into
a little messy
My opinion, Lionel's got plenty
And corporations, man, if they had any
Remorse, they'd get back on the horses
Share a plate, get rid of five
harsh
So do it all today
Or in 20 years you're gonna look at
Life like you threw it all away
Ain't no guarantees but I guarantee
If you have a little
Had to get a little help from the friendly
Ooh-wee, James Brown in my energy
Ooh-wee, swear that man kin to me
I had to tell 'em over and over again
I stand, though
Burn a little wax, no candle
I'm buying Cubans by the pack, no Castro
They know I never try to hide like Camo
We in the mothafuckin'
shoot a woman in the club, it's a hoedown
Big ass chain and it's hangin' by my nuts now
Every time that we commit a crime, it goes properly
Robbin' all
so good
when your money stacks high
and you got alot of weed and a big supply
It feels so good
when everythings goin smooth
and you got a sexy girl
Hush little baby, don't you cry
When we get to Tucson you'll see why
We left the snowstorms and the thunder and rain
For the desert sun, we're
on the way I should write
Oh God
Yeah, sounds like a nightmare, if you ask me
Yeah, went from my bedroom to the big leagues
You know how many times that I
, Lord, Lord, by no one man""
And then the high sheriff, he shot Lazarus
Well, he shot him mighty-big number
Well, the high sheriff shot Lazarus
Well, he
me
Let's bet on the set, I'm a vet runnin' from Fifty
It spell out, so I'm a post to the fullest
Only servin' then, the Ice Cream Man is out again
keep, keep it up)
I had this bad bitch uptown, she was whoa! (oh that's crazy)
Almost had me pushing up daisies (oh that's crazy)
Had some big nigga
playin' monopoly (monopoly)
The devil keep tryna jump all on my back
But I'm the man, ain't stoppin' me (nah)
Fuckin' that bitch, she got too attached
home to paper in hand
Ain't gotta brag about the Feds, young man
Old cribs I sold, y'all drive by like monuments
Google Earth Nas, I got flats in
man?
Duffle bag forever
Just left V Live
Atlanta could never die as long as Tit alive
Yeah
Look, I got a big amount
I think I'm the biggest out
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