Lyrics:
Little boys and girls, they all love me
Come sit on the lap of I-see-E
And let me tell ya a story or two
About a punk-ass nigga I knew
Named
Little boys and girls, they all love me
Come sit on the lap of I-see-E
And let me tell ya a story or two
About a punk-ass nigga I knew
Named
Little boys and girls, they all love me
Come sit on the lap of I-see-E
And let me tell ya a story or two
About a punk-ass nigga I knew
Named Jack, he
Whoa!
A get your hands in the air, and get to clappin 'em
And like, back and forth because ah
This is, what you thought it wasn't
It beez,
You gotta start off each day with a song
Now even when things go wrong
You'll feel better, you'll even look better
I'm here to tell you that
I'm from a city where everyone claims
They never wanna live in
Many suburb boys and girls who
Are always quick to dissin'
But I'mma hold it down
to sip through a straw
Walk up to his casket nigga laughing, put a slug up in his jacket
Tell him if I ever see him again even if it's hell, I think
Yeah they tell me sugar coat it, dumb it down but I can't
Might as well could deny the Jesus and be ashamed but I ain't I'm a saint
Til the day I
fo' / Attention or the dough
Cause I got motivation coming from the Spirit
I just gotta tell 'em
I was down on the day my partner flew away (way)
real bullshit, politely tell you to beat it
Fuck that, get your own nigga, don't ask me for shit
That's what I did, now they all askin' for hits
Nigga
real bullshit, politely tell you to beat it
Fuck that, get your own nigga, don't ask me for shit
That's what I did, now they all askin' for hits
Nigga
no fuck boy
I know em all by now
Even if I don't want I Tell the truth
I can't lie by now
It's only for myself & no one else
Im tryna be the hope right
shit
Nigga back up
Yo lil ass a chump
They
Gone have to come
Deep for me
Discreet
Cus I'm the one
Nigga
Ima come
John Wick 3
Take 'em out
One by one
into, And like it I’m
Well done and my boy need a bail bond from a place give a fuck bout yo age if he
Wanna gun we gon make sure we get one tell that
but really it's a gift though
All these people try to tell you how to live it by the minute
Told 'em,""Thank you for the info."" (Thanks bro)
I heard
out then I'm pulling the trigga
Real top boys deliver cack four killer
Live and direct if they try and block shots
Then I pass to my gena let em eat
In Here Mayne.
Tell Em The Name, Tell Em The Name. Chamillitary Mayne.
(Chamillionaire Chorus)
I Hear You Talkin That Talk (That Talk), I Heard You
In Here Mayne.
Tell Em The Name, Tell Em The Name. Chamillitary Mayne.
(Chamillionaire Chorus)
I Hear You Talkin That Talk (That Talk), I Heard You
mufuckas fake I ain’t singin' to ya birds
Man I’m talkin' to the boys that will ride or die
Boys where a phone call will make em slide up
The boys where they
Yeah
Whattup Jae?
Let’s get ‘em
Let’s get this money man
‘Ion know how I’ma do but
I’ma do it
Believe that
Tell me, tell me what is all the talkin’
murder
Somebody tell 'em it's murder
Murder was the case and they blamed me
Stop lyin' to me, boy, it'd be best you confess
I can smell the BS
is check your distribution
My songs bump in Houston like Scarface produced 'em
You ain't gotta like me, you just mad
'Cause I tell it how it is,
is check your distribution
My songs bump in Houston like Scarface produced 'em
You ain't gotta like me, you just mad
'Cause I tell it how it is,
How far are you willing to go
When you test us we test nuts boy
Better part the sea and pin the scriptures we read 'em
Gotta get 'em where it hurt
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