Lyrics:
Boy I don't play by your rules
I gotta get the green like O'Dules
I am the one that they warned you about
Yes sir I am that dude
Hey I'm that guy
Say hi
not learn on the radio
Everything gets stupid and I just don't know
where to find my happy I listen to my music on the
AM Radio AM Radio
You can hear
to get down in a cool way
Picture yourself on a beautiful day
Big bell bottoms and groovy long hair
Just walkin' in style with a portable CD player
No
Alright now man, alright now, you've been doing this for a while and let's be honest, you ain't really get nowhere, okay
Understand me, you got
he was balling I got stand up please let me
Testify cause when I'm speaking this game I ain't speaking ya name
But don't let it pass you by goodbye
it
But where I come from, I never forget it
Don't let the money fool ya
Don't let the money fool ya
Don't let the money fool ya
Don't let the money
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Baby let me lay ya down
On the carpet when I come round
Get rug burns when I tear ya down
On the ground all I want to hear is that
don't
So what's up, Punk? You want what I got
Step to me wrong, fuck around and get shot
Your mom's crying, fuck her, bust her
Bitch talks crazy
with nothin' to loose
I BB a king so let me sing you the blues
Let me lay down the rules,
Get money by all means,
Survive at all costs put god 'bove
just wanna lay in my bed
Like 83HADES or maybe Dababy, I just wanna get me some bread
I been feeling misled, won't let it get to my head
I'd rather be
Life handed me lemons
I jump back in the public eye and squirted lemon juice in it
By now you just wish I'd fucking die but I electrify
Get
home
(Watch)
The years go by
(Flash)
Before our eyes
Not all kodak moments
(What)
They don't advertise
(All)
The things required
To keep a love growing
respect me, may the truth protect me
That's why I'd never let you disrespect me, upset me
Or ever set me up successfully
Unless you're setting me up for
for nothin'
Lay it over, another ambush we take over
Yo we don't only get money, we cut the coke and cook the shake over
You better guard your head
you
I bet you won't
You don't gat the real elevate cd
You need to come Chamillionaire.com and see me
The Chamillionaire OG
So as we get
of the hood
Yeah that pressure bust ah pipe
An I'm gone keep me some good
An I ain't talkin' 'bout wood
Lets get that understood
Ima street nigga
An you
bump the track
While i eat you, and chew my gut while it pass you
If i get asked to listen to mumble rappers like a savage!
I don't give a fuck about
with being biracial, let me educate you:
Half a nigger’s still a nigger to a bigot
Don’t worry though, you’re probably not a bigot
Probably never say
Girls I wanna do ya
Whoa whoa whoa and all that
I'm killing you dead but you
Crawl back for more
But I don’t want ya, I let the rest get ya
Come
fiji
I tell her I don't need you you need me
My niggas get green like Luigi
Drip so hard need a squigy
Water on my neck no fiji
I tell her I don't need
to get your fuckin throat slit
I wanna call Gus and hang you by your pedo wrists
This is not a threat, just a little wish
Also scammy fake mechanics do
like I'm Marley
I just walked up in it, give me a chance, don't get me started
Hey I'm tryna do my thang, cooling with the gang
I'll introduce for now,
never wanna see me blow
Afraid I'm getting what I'm owed
Don't say you love me cuz you dont
I make a band by my lonely
The speakers knockin in a 4 seat
tennis.
Examine my writing in minutes, vocal lieutenant.
Refuse to let you outshine me like your pendant.
Wear something to make you get offended.
Your
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