Lyrics:
'em
Told my nigga stop killing, stop drilling
Fuck that bitch, I'm not tripping
Play with me, your top missin' (Yup, yup)
Found 'em by the dock,
that chick before no need to debate
Already told you they can't take your place anyway
I know sometimes it ain't gon go our way training day
Don't worry
the ten by four, controllin' the house
We live in hard knocks, we don't take over we borrow blocks
Burn 'em down and you can have it back daddy, I'd
the ten by four, controllin' the house
We live in hard knocks, we don't take over we borrow blocks
Burn 'em down and you can have it back daddy, I'd
jacket tapered
So much stones you thought it was animation
Wilma on my case cos all these chicks adjacent
To my table tryna drink my vodka and champagne
up, feeling godly
I'm singing these melodies different
And this ain't no regular Lemsip
Truss me the remedy different
I told you before that I'm
can't [?]
Who can't walk in heels, who pussy smell like shit
If I told you tote that strap, you'll pop a lick
Never keep that drama you a real real,
really my only ambition
I'm tryna stick wit it
That pain was ridiculous
To be more specific
I thank you for listening
I thank you for listening
But nah I'm
actin' out, lackin' clout
Aiyo, I don't give a fuck, how many albums you drop
How many niggaz in the streets, who be givin' you props
How many
dropped a banger album, watch me do it again
I did it once, now watch me do it again
I done dropped a fuckin' classic, I'ma do it again
Niggas know that I'm
the windows for
Never been no whore
So to get you in closed doors, I buy you everything in those stores
This, that, and those yours
As long as Fabolous
nobody gon' buy you like
That P-Miller clothing line
Or an album from No Limit
This is no gimmick
When I spit it's so prolific
I ain't worried about these
Still fightin paranoia
Anxiety at an all time high
Better days that I'm pushin for
Are what help me get by
Sheez still roll brown haze by
with minimal effort
Make you believe that you don't own a perception
Then there's the farmers billionaires royals and armers The world is their resource
that nigga, stop fronting
She said your new shit pumpin', you make us so proud
We've been wantin' something this good for a while
But I'm not fooled by
tick goes tock, that brick got flip
That chick got' strip, that man gon' preach
On God
See me see me, gimmie gimme
You don't even care to be me
I been
unstable
Went over to Arista wit Mr. Davis, for the change of neighbors
It's only fair that we share those naked papers
You can tell a cat serious about rap
Yeah, yeah oh you gotta love it
Oh you got, oh you gotta love it
I heard what circulated, let's get to the bottom of it
I told 1da send me
jumpin'
Claim jumpin' while you keepin' it tame and plain frontin'
Pidgeon-holed by people who hate change
My decision negro can never be maintained
in that thong - OOOHHHWEE!
The way she make it twurk and grab the wall - OOOHHHWEE!
Oh, baby you know whatchu doin - OOOHHHWEE!
No Limit got the steps
my side ting, I ain't looking for a wife
Mm, wait,
Unless you will ride
Always on go, I don't ever get tired
Sticking by me, it will change fucking
fuck wit that)
What, what, what, what (can you can you really really fuck wit that)
[J-Boo]
Yo, I told y'all once before, it ain't a game
I'm
How are you stoppin' us? They is not toppin' us
You know I had to cop that shit just by the twos
Blood in my chakra, I will not pop at ya
Put money
to the chain
Chicks on the dick like, 'What's that nigga' name?'
I came here to bounce and to hollar at you, mami
All in her ear like, 'Who be 'ought you
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