Lyrics:
water while we eat fruits
The radio pumps, rockin to L.O.N.S. and yes
the girls display flesh by the way they dress
[Prince Poetry]
The Ave surprises,
playing
Put your hands up before they start spraying
Momma keep on praying
It go in one ear and out the other
Be the keeper that looks out for your brother
bar, but aye lil bitch I'm really him
Back when I was ballin' used to dunk all on the rim
Now you see me V V rockin', and it's Wheat just for the Timb
the toy guns in Wyneberg by the Chinese shop
Remember when I was 7 years old with a pallet gun
Playing outside with a cap, drinking Caprisun
We thought we
Wake your punk ass up for the
Two double oh five brother
Young Money, the future
Hot boy in the building
Rock hard, hard rock hard body
Got it in
did)
Gred my brother, my twin
Yeah, he like my motherfuckin' slime
I say wit a stick
I chop wit a stick
It feel like I'm Chinese
That's how the choppa
The coupe got some wings when I push up the doors
I'm rockin' Palm Angels pulled up in a demon I do it for times them n****s ain't believe me
I had to get
if Pret A Manger has a say
Forty thousand children living in poverty
The city's hidden secrets are threatening
Its commonwealth prowess
Its cultural
a light
Sent out for 5 bows and got 3 bags of rice
What you know bout loses
Snatched my brother off these cold blooded streets ratted out by his blood I
Right
Uhhhh
Let's do this, one time baby
Uhhh
Yea-yea
Yah, yo
Whattup ma, the name H doe, I'm into pesos
V.I.P. and champagne by the caseloads
seems so fitting in its way
He was a carpenter by trade
Or at least that's what I'm told
like my good hand I
Tatooed e.v.i.l. across it's brother's
next, kick it
L-I-L-D-A-V-E, 4 feet shorty of the crew
Just let me get on the mic and show you what I can do
When I'm all alone, cold rockin
At the playground! Ya know!
Ok... I guess you know by now.
Big smash moves.
Pants inside out.
[Mark]
Into the Mizzark, chillin' in the pizzark.
I got a break,
black leader in America
I ain't trying to b a black leader (black leader)
To get bought by corporations and mislead the
Community, those you swore you
niggas, on them jiggers and they can't sit still
Rollin', in the club all drinks on Tee
By the bar, if I don't know you then you ain't gon' drink
(Where
effortless
Make up light, we with my pastel Louis
Designer scarf, work of art, rockin' vintage Gucci
You can find me in the club, sippin' on some bub,
Daddy I
online and shop for me
My shoes come in by packages
Hundreds I be stacking them
Broken bills I am blowing them
Nigga looking like money you might think my
the floors, by the elevator doors
That's the last thing that I saw
Damn, we plan to make grands of our home
(Number two)
Jagged edge, rockin' God, hard
little soldiers
4 little soldiers
5 little soldiers
What's the difference
Everybody can get it
Little soldiers
Get it
Little soldiers
1 little soldier
2
Let's get it pussy
Yeah
Dope
OTF
You know how we rockin' nigga, only the Famgoon shit
Only the Famgoon nigga
Haha
Ay Durk
Turn up
OG, I'm
In a world full of sheep I'm a billy goat
And I'm from the Soufside like my twinski
She wanna fuck me cus she know I'm having plenty
Wasn't rockin wit
in the business
These niggas, they know how I'm rockin
Big F and it's tucked all up in my dental
Fat cane in the cut, how the fuck you get that
Cut
And if you don't then brother you're lost
I had a Ross, traded it in for a horse
It died, I made glue, it's no loss
I'm the boss at my job 'cause I hire
And if you don't then brother you're lost
I had a Ross, traded it in for a horse
It died, I made glue, it's no loss
I'm the boss at my job 'cause I hire
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