Lyrics:
want to se how we ride
Bitch, you know the motherfuckin' side,
World motherfuckin' wide.
Make yo' hustle official,
And them niggas that's wit'
She been fuckin with a looser
Ima pull up on her no scooter
Ima teach ya sunthin no tutor
Make ya say my name like ooh yea
I been digging yo steelo
(NAZ)
All these niggas make me nervous Deny they service
Had to cut low all my grass I don't Like no serpents
Biggest lion in the jungle used to Feel
I'm holding on, dear Life, I'm about to lose my mind
You know you crossed that line, 2 wrongs don't make a right
They keep telling me I changed,
make alotta noise
Oh you gangsta I should be scared
Pull up and leave with yo homie dead
But I don't know nothin about it
Officer this how I found em
while we listen to prince
Coz miss you ain't seen the world yet
Rocked la pearl yet
Rocked them pearl sets
Flew in em pearl jets (oh)
In a style make
Rocked them pearl sets
Flew in em pearl jets (ooooohhhhh)
In a style make a low profile girl smile
Throw a chick back like a blue print trial
Now you 'n'
connected like a plug in a Socket How you say you pimping but Your bitches stay
Out of pocket? Yo, dick'll makes Ciara give you her goody
You ain't in
you feel like a burden
When you fail yo folks
Yeah It's normal that you feel that
But don't lose hope
It's all by design my guy
I sigh
When shorty say
That's why a lot of mothafuckas don't like me
I be smiling in their face come fight me!
Bitch what you thought?
You thought I was gonna fall?
I came up
sand all on my feet
But why they watch my relief
Like it be givin niggas grief
I don't mind that you weak
Yo I ain't mad that you a geek
My mom
Ah-em
Baby mama say I ain't shit
Make a nigga feel like shit
Talkin' 'bout some real life shit
Goodbye letter, "Dear Life" shit
So if a nigga kill
business
I got some thotties in the coupe lookning like some lil chickens
Gotta crave for the pussy, put ya pussy on me
Got Motivated by you juices got me up
mine by now, you need to let'em know
Tell me how you feel
Fuck all the hoes
I'll let'em go
I know you got some n****s on yo line
I ain't jealous though
When you do it
Make sure you put yo back in it tho
How you fuck up end up
Riding in the passenger tho
How you throw three years
In the trash like
Show 'em, baby, how you flex and make it shake
All that back and pretty face
Girl, I'm tryna get a taste
I'm just bopping give a fuck who's in
tryin' to tell you, that ain't cool
Playin' shoot 'em up, like a fuckin' fool
But you'se a gangster, one they can't destroy
Don't even give a fuck,
fuckin' rock shit
I put a 45 that make you bitches stop dead
You wanna cop it, go 'head and cop it
Don't make a nigga like me make you drop it
I'm ten
the cut, yeah I’m up inside it
So throw it up, if you is a rider
Pass the blunt yo somebody stole my lighter
Shining on em' cause the future looking brighter
Chyeah, Young Mula, baby
Good morning New York
What up New Orleans?
Yo, what you want me to do Weezy?
Get 'em, baby
Alright, daddy
Nicki
see you but you don't see me
Same way that them govies be
Still be like cool
Poor damn fool
I make front page morning news
This boy here got the work
make em feel special
Vibe impeccable
Creditable
So if you need a fix I'll be ya Theraflu
By the scent
He can tell the taste incredible
Eat but don't tell
collectin’ a check
If you come at me
Niggas better come correct
Niggas wear teflon’s
We find out where you stay
And crack yo’ melon
I smoke exotic
high like
collectin’ a check
If you come at me
Niggas better come correct
Niggas wear teflon’s
We find out where you stay
And crack yo’ melon
I smoke exotic
high like
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