Lyrics:
on your booty, shawty
Please don't try to move me, shawty
I'm trying to be in the life of the party
Shawty, shawty
Can you feel it? I want to know!
giggle look and find a boy like a riddle
S&D your life’s in a pickle (Search and destroy)
Stick on the bike riding man will take you out like a pickle
Gun
(Mmhmm)
I said turn, turn the ding-dong well (Mmhmm)
This life of stress, I keep on sinnin'
I'm in the back of a four door swingin'
Anyone slip and we rise
In the morning got the munchies
Gotta city boy up inna country
We rolling, keep it crunchy
Quarter of this funky
Stop by the homies
Do A dab, keep
to have for the rest of our life and then came two adorable little boys
And, my husband just adored my daughter and adored the two boys
And I feel I just
and Too $hort raps
Oakland, California that's where I'm from
The city where the boys say you don't want none
But if you do, I'm gonna tell you this
(
you're gettin' fucked out your green by a white boy
With no Vaseline
("Now you're gettin' done without Vaseline")
("Now you're gettin' done without
the ride of your life
You messer
You tend to like that park bench
By the end of the street
Got your pack of 10
And the ciggy's were free
You tend to lick
sure, like life insurance put out all y'all claims
Then I'm back to my bucket list and scratch out all y'all names
M-E-T-H-O-D, oh yes, OG
Killa Beez,
you're gettin' fucked out your green by a white boy
With no Vaseline
("Now you're gettin' done without Vaseline")
("Now you're gettin' done without
we do it big then you boys is right
Spending more dough than you saw in ya life
And that's just what ya boy spent on the dice
Instigatin' you
With me and two other niggas is about to run up in there and shut it down
They got four people on the inside, one stay in the back
Two stock boys
trouble in a scuffle
No GBP, Hull boys know the struggle
Hull boys have been to The Deep
Seen Peter Levy on the TV
And been dragged round Prinny Quay by
for his life
And I never got chased by a Rambo knife
but your bro got chinged by a
Rambo knife
Every other time that we go on glides The number
had something to say
Turn them 808s up
Let me feel that bass
'Cause Imma Palm Beach City boy
Determined to be the greatest
Born on the 4th of July
Teddy boys
Formed by gangs of young white men who were worried about the
c reading a nes paper stated
For weeks there had been assualts
Leading
1 time for my bitches
2 times for my guys
3 times for my 4 5
Gotta keep it by my side
6 deep when we ride
7 in the morning
Gotta get up and get
they know and shit
And on that note, I keep it G
Like track four, "Kick in the Door" by Notorious B.I.G.
Don't believe me, look that shit up, I
Way out yonder where them country boys go,
I spend a lot of damn time,
Out in them pines, with my fishing pole, and my four wheel drive
I'm trying
and ears...all work done by hand.
And for the frequent dustin' of a small boy's pants
To try to make sure that you led a spotless life.
And for washin'
Made 4 You
I was made 4 you.
cnd I try to keep it secret, but it's true.
This is how I was created, boy what can I do?
I was made 4 you
These
baby
Take it day by day
Baby, baby
Sure you're gonna say
One, two, three, four, dancing, dancing
One, two, three, four, dancing in the night
One,
New York
We m4sh on them
We go m4sh on them
We gonn m4sh on them
It's two three four who this boy
Ladies show me love
Opps try ridicule us
End up
his old boy spit it like an old veteran
Fernie
Aha, I was old boy spitting like an old veteran
I'm in a lane by myself
Ain't checkin' for nobody
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