Lyrics:
even if your heart's right here
Niggas got guns so nobody want to fight fair, no
Hit 'em with the Ric Flair and the suplex
I ain't never been scared,
Only got one round
And leave all the bullshit in the past
We’re living life right now
But by the time that you’ve heard this
I Already made can’t
I can’t
say (put some money on it)
Yeah, you ain't really all around all that stuff
The coke, the crack, the guns, heard 'bout enough
They said, "Yo Donny,
right there, Louis V bitch, she’s another nightmare
It’s such a similar way the way she dancing on me
Grabbed her by the waist I can taste it
Smile on her
the way)
I'm officially part of the holidays like Mariah now, nigga (wow)
Let's go
Y'all couldn't wait for this shit to drop, it's part of hip-hop
Will
to stop right here
I'm not a liar told my momma I'm up next year
Told her I be up next year twenty twenty one
Finna blow like I'm cocking back a gun
I'm
you
[?] love your body, want you get undressed, ooh yeah
Let my charm go [?], 'till there's nothing left, ooh yeah
Come from Saint Louis, they know
class bitches wouldn't let me on first base
A backpack nigga with luxury taste buds
And a Louis Vuitton store, got all of my pay stubs
Got pussy from
with the Ruger, by the intersect sign
Hit 'em with a Tommy, so my niggas call me Pammy
And I always keep the jammy
In a truck or in a Lamby
Put my
to life,shit I was raised different/still hit the studio and drop a jewel like harry winston/all these princess cut diamonds, they studded and glisten/all these
me what you all about
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By
me what you all about
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By
Look
Look
Look
(Danny, I see you)
With my bitch in a Louis bag
Where the guns at? (Baow, baow)
In the Coupe with the roof detached
Where
keep it pumping
You got it all wrong
When you wait for the TV to tell you what's going on
I thought you're hype on the mic
Yeah, they never get it right
back pocket hold a blue red
Right pocket, get rocky, stuffed all in it, let me finish
Shopping sprees at Lennox, new Chanel, and Louis linens
Don't come
that's overflowing with swag!
And keeps his women all draped in new louis vuitton bags!
With Louis Vuitton pumps, look at her walk to 'em,
I like open
at the stars
In the sky by moonlight
And she love to fight
Love to see a Ryda get right
And I'm thinkin' that I
Really wanna keep her, so I hold on tight
And I
on Sunday, Bloody Sunday
(What about Texas?) They need to chill with the gun play
(New York city y'all) Police are at the door
the Magnum was by
with the latest
Pool party with the A-list
Feeling so innovative
Breaking bread with familiar faces
Surrounded by all my day ones, only way that I
me what you all about
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By
in the parking lot
By a Cherokee and a green drop-top
And I don't stop, until I squirt
Jeans skirt butt-naked it all work
Gotta love ma little
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By a Cherokee and a green drop
Hopefully all you jokers can be as dope as me
Once you grow up and go and live
Your life how it's supposed to be
I'm not gon' drop it, I'm in a rocket
I'm in
and made a killing
(On my mama)
I'm in Gucci, all this Louis, they offended
(They offended)
Gettin' top in broad day, this shit tinted
(They can't see us)
_(album).jpg/220px-Drop_the_Gun_(1998)_(album).jpg "Drop The Gun")
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