Lyrics:
This for my nigga, my nerve
This for Lil' Webbie ya heard me
Don't come to my state wit' that early
Boy we will leave you on Bourbon
RIP Slim out tha
can't go on
Pretending day by day
[Tony Bennet]
that someone, somehow will soon make a change
[Mary J Blige]
We are all a part of
God's great big family
can't come wit me now
I got 32 shots in my Glock it use to only hold bout 30 but the spring stretched out
My Glock ain't gone stop for one shot
Cause I
chasing money on my lonely
It's you that I'm wanting, I get down just come hold me
Stand up on that business like I'm Katt Williams
Get it up on my own just
Ryder
Can-am engine, suicide rims
Niggas can't live wit' it:
Commit suicide then
Wish cancer on a hater, wish AIDs on a slut
Take the ride kill me 'cause
With The Kings, like Smokey down wit Motown
Who want to come and see, come and test me
Take about a million MC's to wet me
For Run-D.M.C. I let
wit jchill that boy sing like Pharrell tho
My shit deep like a chelo
I’m balling like melo while sipping modelo
But I keep dem big shells doe
So please
wit jchill that boy sing like Pharrell tho
My shit deep like a chelo
I'm balling like melo while sipping modelo
But I keep dem big shells doe
So please
my thang with me
Yo, if they want it, cowards get it
They still wonder how I did it
Now y'all wit it, these niggaz see how I spit it
Huh, these
thang with me
Yo, if they want it, cowards get it
They still wonder how I did it
Now y'all wit it, these niggaz see how I spit it
Huh, these bitches see
rather have the digits than daps (tell 'em)
So give me the haps, do you want the meat or the scraps? (come on)
Put heat on my naps, and now my hair look
to Pharrell and Michael
Then we go ghost
Always same cycle
Ya energy balance me out
Cause the moves that I made
Feel like I'm on tight rope
Don't really mess
ain't heard from in weeks
I came up wit a strategy to come up mathematically
I did it for da city but now everybody mad at me
Mothafuck 'em all
What what what what (throw it up, throw it up)
N-why-see (Come on, word up, word up) Brooklyn
William H., O-G-see (you know who, you know who)
This that Biscayne flow, slide in a wraith dough
20 on the chain, wrist watch insane glow (tss)
Wit' a bossy bitch, she a never go to court 'less
be
wantin to next him cause he don't put it down like u want when he
touch ya I know it's wit me u be wantin to be I seen ur new friend and
girl he
be Involved wit it
At 15 I was raw wit it
By the time y'all started rapping I was already bored wit it
Got the respect now my paper needs to scrape
'Cause money mean the world to me
I'ma shine for the world to see
Pearl the V, twirl the key
F, kick back and twirl the weed
(Ma) wanna roll wit a top
I'm on my way to the top
And they can't stop me
Ain't trynna play
Let's get it poppen at the party
Smoking and drinking
Mixing Henny wit Bacardi
I
Go Gadget
I see you in the club, you're looking at me, get on the floor
You're posted on the wall, well come on baby give me some more
Ain't got no
I yelled
Hopin these niggas still follow me and still don't bail
It go...
[Chorus]
[Pharrell & (Noreaga)]
Ohh(what, wha-what, what) Ahh
Ohh, that
hit her tell her ride by
No clothes, she just come and go like a drive by
I ain't lyin'
I ain't know that that was yo ol' lady, no
Fuck and dive,
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
stay poppin' for me soda
Said she drink wine, Stella Rosa
I don't get hot but the fans on
How I'm 'posed eat, wit your pants on
Excuse me could I bother
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