Lyrics:
thought me pot was comin' from Jamaica
No mess with stranger, no like imposta
Call me forecaster, we more like rasta
With the mix for ganja, I buy a lil
shot, but spit that fire at her"
I see Pimp Ant, tryna shoot his lil piece of game
Big Chiefa holding down the whole city mane
Mr. Maintain said, "fuck it
you fade away money come every day
You can get it anyway
See I'm gettin' it every way lil Kodak
Salute me I'm Mr k where is my cape?
Super Koly save
a light show cost a lil chicken tender
And I pray to god every time I move get slime in a world of sinners
If you man's wanna get in da mix we ain't sparing
factors in the question's style
Arrhythmic by the end, I'm givin more than one child
Abstract soloist comin from the heart
All the way from Philly, from
Bo
Keeping our business down on the low
Sipping on Hennessy smoking on dro
High key I got it for the low
Just like Eddie baby I would go
All these
Bo
Keeping our business down on the low
Sipping on Hennessy smoking on dro
High key I got it for the low
Just like Eddie baby I would go
All these
silence
Ima just sell em a dime
And be right back to you in due time
Nah lil baby I promise
She know I'm lying
She low-key violent
I keep my cell phone
Bo
Keeping our business down on the low
Sipping on Hennessy smoking on dro
High key I got it for the low
Just like Eddie baby I would go
All these
running round the town with this lil K up on my waist
You can't call me no p, because I ain't mr p
How you switch on somebody when you really needed them
regrets, no abortion, had a son
By the name of Seven
And he's five
By the time I do this mix, he'll probably be six
You do the arithmetic
Me do
Ouu this shit fire
Yo polly he know
This shit boy
I ain't even gon say none
On this shit boy
Bad Lil Boi for these fuck niggas man
HiNeedMoney yeah
to go back and forth that shit so backwards
Dumbass
I got guel in this bitch see jojo on the mix
Got draco making films mr a with the shits
Mr a with
on this jlo type on huh
Bad lil lay low type uh huh
Cradle to the grave through night Uh huh
Aliyah rock the boat yeah my type
Which ever way the water
Ceasing the money I'm outta the safe
I took the pressure and put it aside
I guess that's what I meant by I'm moving the
I got the answers like Trebek
Money
hate me
but you can't take me
See lil one be the baddest
well mad man be the maddest
and we got em all up in the mix
Everybody want to come and get
a couple of blicks (Yea)
Stick to myself lil' bitch yea I stay out the mix (Yea)
I'm with ya lil' ass girl and she know what it is (Yea)
I'm in the stu'
money
I can trip low i even met your nigga Spook G
Forget your head
Ride and come halla at ya big homie
Pretty Tony in the lifestyle play
Lil Leelee doves
know the deal she go with the flow
Chilling in Uka with Bo
Keeping our business down on the low
Sipping on Hennessy smoking on dro
High key I got it for
live by the codea and you know I die by the code
If I get booked won't tell ah soul
We play wit dem poles
When we spin ya bend
Like the mannequin
paid by the
Minute ya lil bitch
We heavy drinkers up inside this
Bitch let's take a sip
I told the bitch I love it
When we party
I love it when you get
Whoo!
[CHORUS:] Angie and Lil' Mo
Even though you got no money
Other chicks be actin funny
It don't matter boy 'cause I got love for you
[a
bleed it
I'm so greezy for the baggage cause I need it
Stack high, lay low, ball out all season
Get money boys Mr. I stay scheming
For baby joe do it
on that South Lee, with Big Mix and my boy Lil' Heat
Where's the drank I'm runnin' low, Cabbage Head told me it's a drought
But not to worry dough never
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