Lyrics:
Ridin down i30
Bad lil bitch she tryna get dirty
Uh, fuck it up get sturdy
All that hating shit for the birdies yea
Yes I'm in a hurry, I ain't
you need a man to make you feel secure then baby
You ain't gotta look no more I got the cure
You want money and jewels (jewels)
You want clothes
A hurry yeah
I'll stay by his side
Bet you I'm his type
Can't wait till we unite yeah
Let's Create a Vibe Need man with some ambition
It ain't even
slammed the door
But the girl didn't make it back no more
I ain't seen hide `nor hair of my baby, since that day
Well, I waited for 24 hours, and I was
they knew
They said, no by heck but we will get her yet
Because they were looking for her too.
But I ain't seen hide nor hair my baby since that day
Well, I am on the prowl baby
Looking for someone to satisfy my needs
Some way, somehow
I'm gonna find someone to spend some time with me
I ain't
you can get your captain crunch nigga
Hey, it's Lil Wayne nigga
I been this shit since Lil Zane nigga
Tell the cops I ain't no name giver
Icicles on my
‘Elevator’ - written and performed by Collin Gibson and Keri ‘Coco’ Jones
VERSE 1 - Collin Gibson
I been in this cage for years
Raised like
I'm from that dirty, dirty, you can tell by the slang
Switch a lane in the rain, it's a sudden thang
I'm so Texas like Austin, Mike Jones, I'm
what I've done
Who I am or where I'm from
If you don't know it by
Now then you just dumb
I ain't got no pistols, inf beams
Choppers or no Dracos
No car,
(oh oh)
Mm mm mm mm mm mm mm mm
Yeah
Now you know I was you're bread and butter
You had a shot to be my baby mother
Ain't no sorry I ain't Ruben
got it all for the low
Weed to sticks bricks to blow (Baby)
Tricks and hoes behind closed doors (No)
Nonstop profit when I spit the flows
And all
robbin',
Your money or your life and there ain't no stoppin' 'em,
I never get the working
You know I heard they hood robbin',
Your money or your life
baby in the menger
My rhymes like proverbs 18:10
Rappers tune in and say amen
Hail JaH with me niggaz
Ain't talking about Jeffery Bruce Atkins
He
what I like (no, no, no)
Baby, you know what I like (like like like like like)
Baby girl, you know what I like
Baby, you know just what I like, mmm,
Roller coaster ends and melts
No boredom on this ride
When the hunter game gets
Captured by the game ain't it a shame?
I'm gonna put him on the streets
I'm
gotta hot flame
And my hoes pay me, just like Baby, that's the only way they can lay me
Niggas shoot slugs but they ain't graze me, they want Sweet
gotta hot flame
And my hoes pay me, just like Baby, that's the only way they can lay me
Niggas shoot slugs but they ain't graze me, they want Sweet
gotta hot flame
And my hoes pay me, just like Baby, that's the only way they can lay me
Niggas shoot slugs but they ain't graze me, they want Sweet
me up
Up oh baby don't let another minute go by
All want is your body that's all
That's been on my mind
Baby girl do you believe that
You can be my
let's go)
Baby, I ain't feeling another girl (I got the Phantom outside, baby)
The only girl (let me get 'em)
You know my swag soon as I walk in,
something sweet
Convo deep like the Ocean a hundred feet
So hurry up and leave ya 9-5
I've been sitting by the fireside
Breath taking baby my oh my
Keep you
(woo)
Y'all couldn't wait for this shit to drop (y'all couldn't)
I ain't got no rap friends left 'cause all the shit I pop (I don't)
And if y'all know
worry baby
What's your worry
I Said If you don't know me by now
Then what's the hurry babe
What's the hurry baby
What's the hurry
The usual just ain't
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