Lyrics:
tradin' wives
N' Cadillacs
N' diamonds
N' havin' all sorts of good clean party fun.
Then there was the people that run the boat.
Now the people
Three Thou', poster child for big dick niggas raised by their mothers
I'm supposed to smile as if God knew that I would be troubled
Keeps me around, for
this lil bitch she couldn't walk out
Pop pop pussy talk now
Watch me
Watch me
Prove ah point
Walk him down
Den me gwan go smoke ah joint
Party
pills by it.
And went back 'n forth from
Work by it.
And paid their rent by it,
And before long they were even
Having
Birthday parties in the office
By
York, New York, the city that never sleeps
Bodies, covered in white sheets, are layin in the streets
Shit gets deep, as we creep up the block by the kids
on the line
A big shot to claim some rocks and shine
Signs of a soul gone solo
Robbed blind
A very small part of half the worlds crime
Runaway child blown by
wanna big bag
I wanna big bag
I wanna big bag
I wanna see stacks
I want it all
I'm tryna ball
I wanna big bag
I wanna Glock 9
Keep the blicky by my side
than you see on animation
And bear witness to my smooth operation
As I give the party people a sensation
And give them all a good feel of jubilation
Caught that boy slipping at Popingo
I'm ready to die
I just had to let Big Poppa know
Left his head flat with this Phillip
Right by Conoco
The pain was so
Truth seeker
I don't tell my story far fetched
Hog wash why you sell the people
Garbage
Got plenty more to write
So soak up this knowledge
The modern
I hope these hoes don't think I'm biased I call all of my hoes some nappy head hoes
like Don Imus The lifestyle of an entertainer is not priceless
I
Can I get a Amen
Round of applause
All my people winning I said praise to the Lord
When I ain't have a bed, I just slept on the floor
World in my
party
A nutn fi hear a
Jacob Miller in di party
Dat sure sounds good to me
I said dat sure sounds good to me
People fighting Everyday
Look and see it
and Yu-Gi-Oh! but more fun
Drink all the water in the waterpark to piss on your grave
Catch me at the Farmer's Mark' 'cause this is handmade
Farm to table with
was by far the most deranged
People often ask me for stories about the man
And the one that sticks in my mind the most
Well, it goes a little something
a big cornfield, farmer's been workin hard all year
But there's changes coming, his tractor's running
Those cutumn leaves are blowing my way
I can
Got peoples who flip it
Believe me they putting more trees
On the street than the week
After Christmas, hah
Only need that shit that grow from
people's problems that I never had a part
Can't swim with your mistake, but you pretend that you're a shark
Attacking those who help them, then you're
just wanna quarrel me
I smoke the marijuana and get high
Stay above the wickeds and fly
Love is the order of the day you better find it
I'm a big man
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave, I see them change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you, the devil's
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave, I see them change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you, the devil's
Hello, wherever you are
Are you dancing on the dance floor or drinking by the bar?
Tonight we do it big, and shine like stars
We don't give a fuck
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
I'm, trying to get my piece of the pie
Open my eyes
Wake up everyday and I grind
Because I'm trying
To come up not just get by
Yeah I want me a slice
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