Lyrics:
I'm down
By the beach
I'm bad like Michael, forgetting the bleach
Sun tan, they bathing out
Pop out the fleets
Thinking you up with me (Sike)
Nah that's
no monkey in middle
Don't be out here down bad
Poppin perks like skittles
Huh
You want smoke
We ain't never lackin
I keep a p
We keep them cuttas
We
S.R.T. when I burn up the street These niggas ain't fuckin' with me
A feature or a P, it gon' cost you a fee Got some niggas that P, but I fuck some
a birthday, confetti
I’m running up to the top, yeah
Rockin’ it makin’ it hot, yeah
You are an opp and it’s bad for my vibe
I heard that you album’s a flop,
on the nickel spot
Gangsta P got 30 for a nickel rock, repeated offender
Should've told that nigga stop 'fore they ate him for dinner
The church ran by a sinner
on the nickel spot
Gangsta P got 30 for a nickel rock, repeated offender
Should've told that nigga stop 'fore they ate him for dinner
The church ran by a sinner
ushanka, we skiin' out in Courchevel
Breakin' news, they tried to kill him, but the boy prevails
I leave for tour and my niggas fuckin' go to jail
Better know nigga
Ain't worried about no nigga
Been them go getters and we gone go get it
He got a thumper but ain't gone blow with it
Master P shit boy we
I'm sayin? Holla at dem boys!
It's - Young J-A-Y
Gutta Gutta fuck anotha busta
Tryin' knock my hustle!
I hit the strip ey'day I
Got the hustle cluckas
on Lala
Chico Good Boy wants a bad muchacha
Ass so stupid
Call her nincompoop
Gotta' hit up Cupid
See what he can do
Girl I'm choosey
Need you in this coop
tears are for
A walking poster boy for all that's good
He got swallowed by the cracks before he understood
She likes to think he loved her but it
rich as hell, you can tell by my new fit, boy
Yeah, you fucked that bitch, but she still gon' eat my dick, boy
If I shed a tear, tell the bro to shoot
tenants
No faith
You ain’t shit like evans
I’m telling you boy it’s bad for bidness
Now Imma let you finish
But Atlas Quest
I’m just kiddin
Boy you broke my heart
Thanks for make me learn the lesion
And now that you’re gone
I’ve realized I’m better by my own
No love and no lies
Life is
That's my Hater
That's my Hater look
Get up out my face keep it pushing see you later huh
My boy you so sad cause you turned down like a fader
That
and icy?
And why you can't satisfy yo wifey
And if it wasn't for this Bad Boy exposure
CD, TV's, really would I know ya
Now me and blink float in
and icy?
And why you can't satisfy yo wifey
And if it wasn't for this Bad Boy exposure
CD, TV's, really would I know ya
Now me and blink float in
I'ma get it back now, uh
From the cage of the stage
They don't know the songs, can tell by the way that they rage, uh
I'm faced by the shade they
my hits and I make my P
I'm a young black boy from the C-O-V
If you mention Cov', better mention me
Bare dead rappers just entered the scene
But
the holy spirit how I'm feelin' blessed
Ain't no contest to all this wack shit, it just ain't no test
Step and get laid to rest, boy, step and get laid
featuring Mystikal Silkk the Shocker
If we was owned by the white folks it will be all good
But we independent black owned and making scrilla
bring the bad energy yeah
'Cause if I see you on the street yeah
You'll get smoked like trees yeah
I know they wanna earn p's yeah
But that don't mean
Put your bid in
Get your hustle on
This underground shit
And I'm the underdog
You niggas little smoke
Boy, I big chief
Louisiana Made, but I rep Tha'
I've been one, my album listen
I know a couple of these cats come with bad intentions
I had to turn to James, keep a rocket and to harden
Don't play
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