Lyrics:
(Now its music in their ears, I got a perfect licking mind
Bout to slide by their crib, point it out and put you down)
Take what you want, tie they
'em know
Let 'em know I'm in here
It's Joker I got a sickness
It's gettin' worse by the minute
And then it spread to the club at the moment I step off
get to the R
If I don't get you today then I'ma get you tomorrow
As soon as you come out your crib I'ma be right
(By your side)
Where I'm supposed
[Intro]
Do you like it, do you like it, do you like it, wha**up?
Do you like it, do you like it, do you like it, what?
(Put 'em on, put 'em on,
of control
How many times i wanna tell you my story
How many times am gonna tell you my life
When am around they be coming alive
Bring out the tec and nobody
Won't fit them all
Some energies dem evil in disguise
Tricked them all
If I wanna bring 25 MCs out
I'll bring them all
See energies floating by
Bring back the summer days
Ugh, campfires and late nights, bumping tunes by the great lakes
It's plus 20 on this late night, I'm 20-plus I lived a great
Cause when I slide thru no that I'm a problem
Even with a TI, you could never figure me out
Cause this come from the soul it don't come for the clout
Niggas want me dead but they scared to step to me
Rip they guts out like a hysterectomy
When beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite
It's some hoes in this house if you see em point 'em out
It's some hoes in this house if you see em point 'em out
Smoking out the onion just thinking
a 50 slab divided it up with the team
Sold em all double-down did it again
By then you got enough to buy a quarter ounce
You sellin dimes to forty
all, all i really need is timing
It's my pleasure to align em
It's my pleasure to align em
I be drawing out the stars when i really can't go find them
them motherfucking and
'em sessions and all that
Never forgotten, shout out my nigga, Brock
Shout out DJ Dahi shout out DJ Will Gates
Shout out my nigga,
me chilled with the homies or by myself enjoyin' a glass
Livin' lively as long as all this lasts
Shades all black I get on that and hit 'em with 'em
It's the Gulf Way Boulevard gangsta
Swangin' on T.I., essence of fo's (essence of fo's)
Pirellis and blazin' 'em crews of hoe
I'm a playa, you can
blazin'
It ain't no room for no non-ass soldier niggas
An it's amazin how the heat bring out the ho in niggas
When pistols blazin'
Cashin 'em
Like
her mommy
She be callin' you Kelly, when yo name is Tommy
I don't know what y'all be thinkin'
When you bring 'em round me
Let me remind you that I am
so feel my rapture
Capture females details
"Sally sells seashells
Seashells by the seashore"
Trashy heels shread 'em angry doobie
Steady rocks in
(Get on your knees, nigga, get on your knees and pray)
Em, you claim you mother's a crackhead and Kim is a known slut
So what's Hailie gon' be
to be servin'" "What you doin'?"
"Mob-mobbin like a motherfucker"
"Tis the season, to be servin'"
Short than a motherfucker snatched up by one-time
letter to Mr. Santa Claus (tell him, girl)
From all the single girls back home (alright)
Bring me a man (bring me a man, bring me a man)
This
a new sentence in this thesis
If you insist behind these bars
I rhyme so hard break 'em out in the yard
Bring 'em out bring 'em out
So better play your
Put they ass on a mound and introduce em' to the baseball
Face tall, brag about it like teenage sex
Textbook characters gettin' etched out to rough
Put they ass on a mound and introduce em' to the baseball
Face tall, brag about it like teenage sex
Textbook characters gettin' etched out to rough
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