Lyrics:
If my sister tour bus, ride through your town
You're gonna have a problem
Tell um Lil' Mama!
Uh uh, no way, you can show me how
Uh uh, no way, you
Yeah I'm up shawty let's just have a kiki
Do it all in private so you don't gossip bout the squeak squeak
Trillville some cut like freak freak
Tryna hit
disfigured faces
It’s disgraceful, I have forgotten how to see, I'm blinded by my own inability to be
Happy
Happiness, it’s not so interesting, loneliness,
talkin'
Leave shells by his body
I’m the richest at the party
He tried to hit a lick mama sorry
Shoulda just slammed me like Jeff hardy
This bad bitch think
Had to cut her off yeah that bitch she was a dub
Talking about love but I never seen her once
Pull up to the party and I think I had enough
Doing lot
I say big guns big drums
Boy you better run
Flexed up
Yea my pockets thicker than a hunny bun
Say I won't let shots all up on the party
Say I won't
you'll ever be
I'm just trynna see your awareness grow
By any memes necessary, yo
And if I don't act, it's cause I have been doing a lot of thinking
So
rep the 303
Well let me make myself clear
I love this city
There's a party by the artwork down on Santa Fe
Grab your girls
Grab a bottle cause we're
of plenty and
Share the beauty within
We will give to them
All we have and then
Let the party begin
Let’s go down to the
County fair we can
Have a good time
said after the party
Oh Lord got me telling stories like loddy dotty
And now I realize
That I must have been hypnotized
By your world true silky thighs
have to be over the age of 18 in order to buy the explicit version of this cd. We have the edited version also.(Mid) nigga fuck that edited bullshit
Hook
Don't you wanna meet me on the dance floor we can
Close our eyes and party like it's just us two
We don't need nobody if we have each other
at poor another Round
I pull off from the cops, tires Burning
But no chase they let me go with a Warning
I'm a little surprised I didn't even have to Kowtow
I don't do parties, I stay chilling inside
Come lay by the pool, dip our toes in and watch the sun rise
Early morning, breakfast coming, get mimosas
The pain in my heart is getting dosed by joy (what?)
We have no other boy but to bring the B-boy (uh, uh, uh)
There's nothin' on this earth that can
make a sound
You already know how we get down
When I come creeping, creeping through your town
WE GET LIVE
What's the move for the night
Let's party hard
You said nigga come to the club
You a stick in the mud
Have fun for just one night
I said okay let me count this paper first
Put on my Amiri shirt
the drinks come strong
Five in the morning, I know the night young but she yawning
Took her to the 'tel let her feel what she wanting
I know I did it big I
Loyal fans and newfound followers
Whats up y'all Hello how are you doin out there
You're chillin, I'm winnin
Oh, by the way, the album's out, go get
have pockets empty
Let's get it, flip it up then we can spend it
The money train, killer bees on your brain
W's everywhere, one on your chain
Homeboys
can't stop me
They can't stop me
Hey, come sit with me by the fire for a sec. Let's hang out for a minute
No need to rush. We don't have anywhere to go
myself a bastard I'm tired of normal shit so ill get plastered
Go to a party get a bitch and have her suck my dick then tune her out cause she's a nagger
n****z want to clear me off my street
But in my hood hood, they hollerin' ghetto
Don't have no neighbors that hit the pipe but never let go
But I feel
me like that?
Why Halle have to let a white man pop her to get a Oscar?
Why Denzel have to be crooked before he took it?
Why they didn't make
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