Lyrics:
Now I'm sick and tired of your tedious ways
And I ain't gonna take it no more
Oh, no no, walking out that door
Burning my bridges, cuttin' my tie
that music kid Ty
I love the ones that call my bluff
They don't know that I'm enough
I'm not the one to do the faking
And I ain't putting up a front
the chair and then I break out the kush
I hope she like banana, 'cause I got that Fruit by the Foot
Now, she say she love me, well, I love her when
what keep me going
And it ain't no denying the fact I gotta
Ride for the ones who love be showing
July the 3rd you gave birth
To the man I'am today
And I
helped me figure out another plan
It got bad, so bad
Nah, I ain't fucking love that, man
Then I hopped out in a new zone with my Louis bag
True story,
helped me figure out another plan
It got bad, so bad
Nah, I ain't fucking love that, man
Then I hopped out in a new zone with my Louis bag
True story,
You got that special something
It got my mind erupting
You psycho But I love it
Like
Throw it back for the real jepetto
Strings on the bot but the foot
believe that
I fell into a little tree sap
I got a woman at home, ain't fell in love where the weeds at
Started off with a dime, but by the time I was
red jumps right through the open yellow door
Whip-crack'n Wade loves a sound that will take you by surprise
With a crack of his whip he will show you
the store
Know me and the bros hitting that shit first
Giving the sauce blatantly like whoa
I ain't special just a little bit tho
Cracking through my 9-5 I
I got a head, but ain't no screws in it
(money, money, money by the ton)
I got a head, but ain't no screws in it
(money, money, money by the ton)
a picture hardcore with a gun
Pimpin' ain't easy but it's always fun (it ain't easy baby)
When it comes to nuts, I bust'em one by one
So what's the 411
got the style that gets you open like a bag of smoke
I have your friends "Ah-hah man, that shit ain't dope"
Leave me alone when I'm rocking
This is my life I ain't going back to the old one nah g's fuck that
This is my life I don't owe shit to no one nah g's fuck that
This is my life I
sauce and juice been leakin' since day one
Still gotta do it even tho these non-believers think I'm not the one
You ain't finna think that when I'm done,
Hit me
Aaaaah yeeeaah
That's the flavor right there
Sho' you're right
Yo, tell em what it's all about, man
All that ballin thing
How you got it goin
a mean two-step
To the left, to the right, it's about that time
And you ain't never heard that I don't got grind
If you in this paperwork, he don't
gonna pop
Southside so original like Rollies that don't ever tick tock
Balling like the NBA I'm a menace too
Flow special, so they keep it like a crown
Shake that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party that body
Come and have a good time with G.O.D
I believe
muddy, muddy
you neva was my buddy
and ain't nann out there can hurt me
trust me
believe that
it's Mr. G who is speakin
dem pluggas I left dem
bust it open for a G'
She love da sauce, da gloss, it costs
Dis pimpin' ain't free
But she ain't scared to risk it all for K-I-double-D
She know her
a picture hardcore with a gun
Pimpin' ain't easy but it's always fun (it ain't easy baby)
When it comes to nuts, I bust'em one by one
So what's the 411
I got the sauce I got the sauce
I got the sauce I got the sauce
These bitches they call don't know what want
They falling in love they finna get
on (ain't that something)
Snoop D-O double G (from the DP)
Niggaz wasn't even rapping till I came out
You know what I'm sayin?
Y'all know what time it
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