Lyrics:
She got a real, real cool, cool vibe
The type of chick you want by your side
She can switch it up real good
Just like a real woman should
She be
long way
No demons
Surrounded by angels
Cuz I you must watch what ya say
Ain't da same Nate from way back in the day
Know it's Game Over You Play
Give
a barn
I get the Chattahoochee coochie I'm the hollars Elvis Presley
Even when I'm fat and old Dixie chicks is gonna dig me
I'll be somewhere on a boat
chick might J-Lo
When she come around my C-Lo, cause I know she wanna take my pesos
But I can't say no
Cause I like brown skin, cute eyes, long hair,
back
Throw it up again
And make some more stacks
Turn it up hard
All around the world
Fuck around
And hear it
Every way you turn
I'm a turn it up
around the whole world w
You, I'ma be famous and you were gonna
Be right by my side but as of now
When it comes to the flight you're out, side
I guess this
the bathroom or the booth
Head from a project chick or one with crazy loot
Like Nia Long in a cherry thong with the lights on
Sippin Perignon with Kelly Price
to be
A little bit of life
I breath in
I breath out
Yes, sleepin' all night with the windows down
Up in the mornin', stirrin' around
Drink a pot
were strumming
And the soft breezes sigh as in days long gone by
Way down in Missouri where I heard this melody
When I was a little fellow on my
so long, had to get reacquainted with the neighbors
On the block all these cash we been rakin'
Way before the rap when I was writin' verses
We was
Till this day I still pray for a better way
Can't help but feel hopeless and heartbroke
From the start I felt the
Racism cause I'm dark
Couldn't quit
[Jermaine Dupri]
I been watchin you so damn long
But I don't know what to say or do
I be sittin around fantasizin?
Bout what I want to do to you
a crip or a blood but my gang with me
Me and my niggas don’t dance we hit the money dance when the
Cheque come our way
I was raised by Hip-Hop Tupac
Sometimes when I'm with my chick on the low
I'm a flirt and when she's with her man
Looking at me damn right, i'm a flirt
So homie don't bring your girl
No matter the situation boo right by my side
A ride or die chick with some thighs that's thick
I must admit that lil' mama got a playa soo whipped
to sit pretty by the time I got old
I got cheese but that doesn't mean I got soul
I got black power and a black bank roll
Stank chicks, they sweat my knot
Every time that I come around we get lit
Especially when a nigga on that Compton shit
My empire and my hoes green
My pockets fat. My gun long
I use that
Machete to Butch Cassidy by the way
His two faggot ass sons' names
Is Shane and Cassidy bang! That's blasphemy
That's the main catastrophe
I've never ever felt this way before in so long
It's just a blur
that’s facts
She dey burst my brain everytime that she sing my song
When I go too far she go talk make I no take long
She love me in a different way
new chick on that bullshit, wanna argue and I ain't really got that time,
Heard the word around town is you got a new man and I'm long gone,
If that's
Slims
Cancer stick, she no good for me, bitch make me sick
No, I’m not the one, I’m not the trick
I need a sister soldier, not a Dixie chick
No dairy
been tossed around kicked into the curb
This girl, so beautiful, long legs with all those mothafuckin’ curves
She curves them boys that tried to play
Fetty Wap "wontchu come my Way", If you a bad chick and you 'bout yo' biz, Come & chill with my clique
You can ride my wave
Come here Baby Girl, Know we
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