Lyrics:
a fucking kickstand
And this nigga so damn polite
He make his dick stand
On my young dro shit
Yeah I'm all about them rubber bands
Bitch I'm so in love with
bound, bitch
Hangin' on Evergreen corners, holdin' my fuckin' nuts
Watchin' freaks walk by sayin', "Dirty bitch, what's up?"
But they wasn't goin' cause
Ho, eternal burnin you in half if you don't comprehend
Understand this shit a gansta bitch is sayin to ya dawg
Lock you in the truck, mob through
thinkin'
I'm so, so North side, how many points on the score? Five
Bro bang for P, I bang for me
And everything tote this green flag, bitch, slime
wit these lame names
Knowin they don't wannat come to our side buckin brains
20 thousand cash to my nigga nigga
Kill this bitch
Heat on them leather
Weaving all on that oil but still you hesitate
I'm wasting time with this funk ass bitch
Riding round with this drunk ass bitch
Hoe let it bump
[Juicy
I fuck her so good and now she got a damn stutter
This bitch goes sick for my stick
When she buss it on my canon man I had to take a pic
Like what
got a blunt then roll that shit
Wait a minute bitch, fold that shit
Whistle with, the hata next door on the side
Ima ride on my ho like a long brain
a drive-by this bitch is crazy
(That's my thug bitch, thug bitch)
She's crazy
(How she do it, how she do it, how she do it
How she do it?)
My thug bitch is
(Yeah)
Dude by her side; don't give a fuck. said "what up bitch"
Hop in the whip. Took her wit
Next day see this dude. Drop my bag like " what up bitch
yo mouth around the wrong misses bitch
Yo peep this, my niggas be packin' artillery making yo ass whine
I'm packin' this bomb ass car that's robbin yo
that bitch just wanna eat me, my mouth full of slugs, I can give a damn about them vvs I keep this shit Gucci while my bitch be laced in that cc,
Juicy J (Big Gipp)-
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Three 6 Mafia (Here it is)
Know what I'm sayin'
Goodie Mob (Triple Six Mafia)
ATL (Big Gipp)
M-town
face
Put this motherfucker in his place
My ass is fat, big, and juicy
Wonder if he can buy me juicy
But I don't wonder how much I spent
I wear my own
the javelin is julienne
This ain't pardon me a part of me is due to sin
I am the chaos and wickedness unveiled
You can't fuck wit my brothamans
Bruthaman all
Gangsta
J.I.D, whoa shit, whoa shit, whoa shit
ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney
Please, please
Get off my dick, get off my dick
.40 my hip,
know I pop out, skinny jeans pockets bulging
Pop perc 30, I be loaded
Zombie walk make them notice
I my section I got motion
And this bitch I'm with
serve, oh, verse by verse
My verb like perc', I slow it down, my verse like syrup
I like the sound, gun rounds on mother Earth
With a little pump you
on my sound
FN came with 100 rounds
Good gas, we gon' smoke it by the pound
Got this water on my neck, I might drown
J G Wentworth, need my money
made this pair
J'me left'm overwhelmed by nettles
By the brambles of this bitch of living
My illusions overlook the courtyard
But in the suburb
made this pair
J'me left'm overwhelmed by nettles
By the brambles of this bitch of living
My illusions overlook the courtyard
But in the suburb
cappuccino
Juicy j
Got me
On that
No cappuccino
Instead of
No cap
Aye mane
Say mane
901 Kingpin
Aye mane
Shout out
Too
My sound engineer
Young mane
You right by my side
You right by my side
I need you off my mind
Sippin on codeine but I'm fine
Can't let go, we're intertwined
Gotta be honest, I
follow me and I got you. I got you. I promise you)
I don't know... I just
(Listen, with you at my back and by my side
We can do all these things I promise
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