Lyrics:
I got you), get you back in that zone
Ballin like 2, 3
Back into the basics
Came to run the game
So I came in with some asics
The real thing, yeah
or the 123s
There's an order I can't deny, it goes like
One, I just make her mine
Two, I don't wanna let her down
Three, I just wanna help her feel like
On the count of three I want everybody to say
I'm a motherfuckin' Coke Boy!
One, two
I'm a motherfuckin' Coke Boy!
You'll let me in
With those
I'll forever be by your side
[Chorus]
And i will give you my heart
And i will always be true to you
And i will love you forever
If i could just
Asics, (coke test) I ace it
I been rich, since 20, bitch
Gun right by the cash (what's that?) the money clip
This Gucci kicker got your girl in nuddy
I come
[Verse 2]
See the sweat that you're lettin off
Now, keep it comin girl
Ya know I love it when you take it off
You got me sittin in the hot
around, and catch a motherfuckin suplex
I ? a motherfucker like a shower
Don't test the Puerto Rican power
Fat Joe in the year of ninety-three
the troop
I told em jay got snatched
The dowen boys got connects on silencers for gats
Bring me four, meet me by jay mom's crib
I'll be there in ten, it's
can't wait for the dispatch
Okay
My 2D shawty she fake
Thats what the haters gon say
Say okay
Fuckin on my 2D bae
Never lovin on a 3D girl man no way
Get
[Chorus]
Why do you make me feel like this? (1-2-3-4)
Why do you gotta be such a dick? (1-2-3-4)
Why do you make me feeling like this? (1-2-3-4)
Why do
rips, 4 AM, feelin born again
Look at him, I look at I, as I drop 3 times
Two more drops on each eye
Feellin like I can fly
No R Kells but I don’t mind,
about to skate
In a Louis V bag, she got two or three plates
Take 'em to her place, put em up in the safe
For them stressed out days when I wanna escape
jumped right in a week later and returned
I reckon she was only looking for a lover to burn
But I gave her my time for two or three nights
Then I put it
on probation
I'ma give her two scratches
She's a fuckin' good woman, I'ma give her a life
I'ma walk by shinin' with a bitch
Aye, say I had enough in my life
on probation
I'ma give her two scratches
She's a fuckin' good woman, I'ma give her a life
I'ma walk by shinin' with a bitch
Aye, say I had enough in my life
Number one, I was thirteen
Mind been gone from a lot of things , yeah
Number two, I was at mama house
And I ain't tell nobody anything, yeah
Number three
testify
Said I wouldn't even live to see oh two five
But on five three one, I crossed the threshold
Never focused on the gold if it means that I sold out
And each of them carrying a bunch of white roses,
That no one might smell him as we passed them by.
Verse 6
And at the top of the street you will see two
That my black friend, he a real black kid
Get your own carton, askin' me for a cig
At the food court, he has 2-3 wings
Then the cops come with
the bathroom had musical instruments. One, called a ‘two do two do’ was a toilet paper roll. Amps and pedal mods were strewn everywhere. There were string
wanna die
So tell me right now
Are you down to ride
Cuz' evrytime I look back
You're not by my side
I-I-I, I don't wanna die
Sotell me right now
Are you
money 'till I die, gimme' 25
Man I might not be alive when I'm 25
Thats why I carry 2 nines, n' a 25
And sell 20's, that'll get you dummy high
Bagged in
money 'till I die, gimme' 25
Man I might not be alive when I'm 25
Thats why I carry 2 nines, n' a 25
And sell 20's, that'll get you dummy high
Bagged in
"What we doin' daddy? What we doin'?
Have you talked to him? Have you heard anything?"
I know this rap shit takes away our whole 2 3 years away from us
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