Lyrics:
wanna smoke all of my dope
But to me I'd rather give 'em cum soap
Feed that lil bitch in a box like Cut the Rope
Making the Christians mad by
sleepin
Heat runs in me
I seem dumb in be
Ginning skum i seem to be
Cunts mislead-ed by what they see in me
Huns see the D
Runts see the freak
Some just
trippin off the balance of her ph
Lil mama needs some v8
I parted ways
Don't have time to beef with niggas and countin days
I'm amazed by all the peoples
'm Mr. T now
Scratch off in this foreign
Watch how I get followed by dick chasers
They say my money fake, cause there ain't no way I got this much paper
Mr get the bag
I got this white bitch she say you really groovy
I got this vegan bitch she like to make me smoothies
I got this freak bitch she like
[Chorus: x2]
I go by the name of Bow Weezy and,
All the other lil' homies be easy and,
I gotta do my thing to get the cheese again
You can't see me ya
might add another zero
You can get a box, you don't have to know the PO
Thirty-six, you can get it by the kilo
Mr. Cocky's at your door through
a grain of rice
A coon don't give a damn if they soul be the price
Vulture
They gone see you as a sacrifice
I told lil mama I can't trust a bot
Kawhi
You
Hey!
Mr. wipe down ya heard me Foxx-a-million yall!
This one be the reeemix!
Badass, Savage life, Foxx-a-million
Man you already know what it is ya
Lecter, so just in case you're thinkin' of savin' face
You ain't gonna have no face to save
By the time I'm through with this place, so Drake
It may
love you baby""
I love you
Baby baby I'm confessing it to you
"I love you baby I love you"
(Mr. Capone-E)
Hey Hey there mija
Check this out
I got this
Just a lil cool flow
When they see us in them fast cars I want them to say nothing new
See us riding around say nothing new
Shit we gonna get
featuring Lil' Kim
(Chorus)
I can love you, (I can love you)
I can love you, (I can love you)
I can love you better than she can
I can love you, (I
And 12 had took our straps
I'm Mr. 10 n 4
They call me Mr. Stretch that v8 Lac
Lil T a snatch yo pole
We yell you fuck around
Look at his ass to see you
(water)
Watch really hittin', ain't no funny camera tricks (ain't no app)
Gettin' chewed up by my lil' hispanic bitch (como estas)
No you can't spend
I ain't trying to be no D-boy
I love music, I'm a b-boy
Are you the undercover or the decoy
I'm heavy with the D, Trouble T Roy
A pit with no muzzle,
I want 2
And uh 1 for my lil homie, he be smokin all night too
So I told them niggaz bail and quickly stepped away wit hast
You see I know these
tatted up, he with the gunplay
Y'all do it for the 'Gram, we did it with them grams
Told y'all niggas watch the throne, so I'm going HAM
Bout to put
a limosuine everywhere you go and fly private planes
that's what I was taught to do
by my big homie thou
you can always be a nigga,
but a nigga ain't rich
be movin' the tan rock
That's the end of that, no, I cannot talk a lot
Man, these niggas out here, I swear they talk a lot
Drive-by on a rat, you
Money Dumb
By: Luvinnia Flowers
Money gottem dumb
Money gottem sprung
If I snap my fingas bitch
Watch the money come
My my
Money gottem dumb
Money
glocks with extensions attached
Thirty shot drum watch it fill up a mack
Catch you lacking, lil boy its a wrap
They don't know what happened
He got turned
they'll bite you (uh)
Told that lil hoe STFU cause she cannot see me
Like Dudley Boy niggas only catching clips up in 3D
Told that hoe I'm not basic I'm one
man
Shirt was three racks Im gon call it Mr. Benjamin
Jumped off in the game you can't land where we playing at
Think I'm bout to cop them new Flints
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