Lyrics:
the office countin' numbers (tell 'em)
Don't ever judge a book by the cover
Bitch, judge a cook by how it bubble (stove)
Yeah, yeah (oh)
Pagin'
all baddd
Go by what you hear and you see Yeahhh Ah
Fuck that nigga let me lose sleep Yeahhh Ah
Gotta issue bring em to me
Yeahhh Ah
I tell my sistas
jeans knots bust out the seams
Bitch I'm god fearing
Sweat pants by fear of god
It got knots in em
Can't even fold them up in inside
We like mob members
and playettes, teachers, staff, and students
I am very honored to welcome you to the high school annual talent show
Brought to you by the makers of Wiz Khalifa
my objective
To bring a check in
Hold on just a second
Before you bring along the question
Asking me bout progression
Of how my life reflects i learned
thuggin' 'til tha day I, I die, cousin
Weezy Wee, let 'em burn, bring the fire truck in
Hot Boys wodie, respect us
Representin' Cash-Money Records
It's
rag drop, and the west had it locked
Everybody doing 'em, I'm still scratchin on the block
Like "damn, I'ma be a failure"
Surrounded by thugs, drugs,
to bring
Them back a little bit later but we have
This very special highly
Evolved permutated tango it's
Actually a perverted tango by the time yes
It's so
her back
And build a mansion for 'em by the railroad track
So every time they heard the locomotive roar
They'd be a' standin', a' wavin' by
out
On yo shit
I'm solid now
Yeah I gotta flex
I'm ballin' out
Like we playin' MyPark
Let 'em know I got next
Bitch I earn my respect
Hit the button,
toe straps, but sg talk to em!
[Sean Garrett]
I gotta whole bunch of girls I'm tryin' to bring by their kryptonite,
Betta wear your cake, cause
I inject the venom
Screams of pain cause my rhymes up in 'em
Rushin' like a buffalo, and wild like a Navajo
Reckless like the P-L-O, bring it back
Skinny but I'm beast like
Fucking with my fam and I'm gon' find out where you sleep tight
Welcome to the street life
Hustle by the street lights
I'm
and I don't play by the rules
I know a nigga bitch, then again I'm a goon (yeah)
Big ass stick, I'll clear out the room
I'll clear out your block when
YV
Hello?
K Double money
Sweeter on the tongue, now I'm calling her my honey
I take another dose, it's doing damage on my tummy
Bring her 'round
Yeah!
Smoke a little spliff feel alright
Then I feel okay
Make em go shh shh
Alright and high
You telling me you woefully me no know me say okay
Go
it out
I'm sumpin' y'all dread like locks
Get bread by the flocks
Bitches love me and I'm duggy from
The head to the socks
Too much to handle, here
[CHORUS X2]
Yea, I been there
I done that
Knock the pussy out, now she running back
So I knock the pussy out
Knock it out, knock it out
I knock
see your face
But your love for me goes to the moon
Não quero ser quem sou
Quero ser em ti
Tudo em mim mudou
Mais de ti menos de mim
And no matter what
hijackings?
Soul rides by a vehicle
Low drive by a signal
Saw Christ by a miracle
Aren't just flaws
Unjust laws? It's just floors
A thugs' cause
It's like
Fire on his own soul, boy
Tight on this world, that thing Can split, dive on
But no one can have my poison so
Call em then i dose all
Caught by feds,
and his eyes bright blue
So called beef with you-know-who
Fuck it, he just let em kill all of our troops
Look at the bullshit we been through
Had our
down her hair out
Isolation and she clear out
Fast break my bread straight
One hand shake and I bail out
Hit streets corner bitches callin' tell 'em
Aha , you know what I mean?
Word up, just want to bring em to it real
Real rugged like, uhh, man
Make me feel like I'm method out and all that,
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