Lyrics:
So much flava , so much style
You're driving me wild , you're driving me
Oh so sexy, I like your style.
You're driving me wild, you're driving me
Whip I drive? Owned by me, wrists and neck, anti-freeze
Can it be? I'm who you dying to be'
Last of a dying breed, I'm Siamese
Twin pistol shooter
a black unarmed
Another smile from the face of a corporate spawn
We give more than we get
We give more than we get
How much more can we give?
How much more
I'm goin out baby uzi, style
Catchin bodies like I hit skins
The hostile juvenile, fuck what you heard
More four-five, motherfucker die
My crew is
yo lane
Baby I’m a grown mane
And if you scared goto church
There ain’t enough de la’s and it hurts
Cause now they lie so much its gets worse
This
Yeah we been here before
Thirsty for my bars
Imma pour some more
See they want some more
Imma give you what you paid for
M.k with some Shades on
Touch
You want to be me, it's covered with hate like
No airlines, this a PJ
How much guap is a nigga gon' make
Or hoes that a nigga gon' break
Got me some
I’m burning on this sage
Finally started yoga
Thanks to Diamond Dallas Page
And I feel good y’all
Shit you wouldn’t believe my age
Yeah I stay
So open
love it so much
And don't give me too much trouble. I know your mother was too much
So I'll leave off where I was. My girl went and left me, my girl up
why
You see, I'm six foot one, and I'm tons of fun
When I dress to a T,
You see, I got more clothes than Muhammad Ali
and I dress so viciously
I
(he goes by the other man's ways)
Now see, there's just one more thing I have to talk about
'bout how they say rap music is turnin kids out
You got
Yeah man, people still ain't listening
I don't know how much more I gotta do, but I still ain't giving up
We gon' keep it like this
How many times
a dream state, perfect shape same date
You got a lot to give and look how hot it is, you so provocative
And it's your prerogative. Baby bounce.
Ruthless, plenty of that and much more
So at the party, Ren is controllin the floor
That you step and do your dance routine
It ain't a dream my man,
grips so tight
That your blown away like it was dynamite
Is that the reason that
You're feeling you're attracted
Are you compelled by the need
To build
pumpin', you make us so proud
We've been wantin' something this good for a while
But I'm not fooled by both them dimples on your face
'Cause when we danced,
failure
So if yuh wa somebody come and Give you more well I ca help yuh
Maybe at the beginning of the Song
But now Miss Kim that's im-Possible
You wanted me
tore up
Higher then clouds while we puffin on this loud
Smoking so much weed so let me show you how
Gotta clean the bong make sure see thru clear
No
in the trap like a court
Burning so much gas like a Ford
I got niggas who living off fraud
Cut your eyes out don't know what you saw
If you snitch your
this time tonight will last forever
I can`t imagine how I lived before
not only passion you give me so much more
so many ways there are to show your
I bless more tracks than priest bless wine
I'm only 19 I feel like I'm losing my mind
So I gotta stay on my grind
So I don't go insane
You fuck with
to show you why
i got the game from the pimps and players
you goin feel me, baby when i get there
I'm a give you what you want so i could get what i need
we
much we probably numb to it by now
After all, it's the American way right?
Home of the brave and free (It's America)
Free just to murder me (land
so much we probably numb to it by now
After all, it's the American way right?
Home of the brave and free (It's America)
Free just to murder me
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