Lyrics:
And before sound scan, I'm ate by the streets
You, you real funny to me
Like a drag queen with heels and a head full of weave
Talkin' about Ki's, that you
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
yeah,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
And if I were a daisy,
Sy sy sy sy sy
Would you still be my baby?
By by by by by
I would pull all my petals
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
Maryanne, who's that man?
There's one thing that you should understand
You know many things that go unsaid
By the way one earns his daily bread.
He's
[Talking]
Yo, it's T2 and S.L.A.B
It's a remix, yes sir
[Trae]
They say that I'm not wrecking, I'm about to teach 'em a lesson
How niggaz get
Laughing and pointing at a nigga, trying to ruin my fun
For using the millennium, or money by the ton
You niggaz ain't help me get it, I did it with no one
Trae the Truth, Lil' Boss
Black Buddafly yeah
We fin to do this one here for the ghetto
Get at me
No matter what a nigga say
I'm gon be stuck in
given to you right now
Ain't no games getting played
You know who this be nigga
Asshole By Nature, Slow Loud And Bangin
Better yet relax, I got this
It's
time to go
I pray the Lord hold me (You can be touched)
I was born in the city that never sleeps
Schooled by the realest of the real niggas
That
time to go
I pray the Lord hold me (You can be touched)
I was born in the city that never sleeps
Schooled by the realest of the real n****s
That
You'se will have the double juice duck, then I doubled up
To the double four, puddles pour from ya bum bot
Open swords can't be cured by the blood clot
and a player
Sometimes I bum hip-hop,the other times slayer
You don't like it
Well stay out of my fucking way
Duck for the gunshot and watch to the ricochet
happened so quickly, so quick, by surprise
Right there in front of everyone's eyes
Greatest magic trick ever under the sun
Perfectly executed, skillfully
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
biddy biddy bum.
If I were a wealthy man.
I wouldn't have to work hard.
Ya ha deedle deedle, didle didle deedle deedle dum.
If I were a biddy biddy rich,
biddy bum.
If I were a wealthy man.
I wouldn't have to work hard.
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
If I were a biddy biddy rich,
The back, the front
Look at the side to side
The side to side
No you can't get with this
'Cus we matched on Tinder
Karaoke time
Sing a song by Hinder
Hips
These boys broke as fuck their exes calling them a bum
This nigga think he tuff that boy a dweeb with a gun
I went telfar bag you probably copped
I overpaid the cost but I ain't never change
The Wockhardt green but we bumpin Purple Reign
The one by future even though Prince a legend
He got a 9
Aye
You on my mind, girl I'm thinking 'bout you and there's nobody else
I had to do some reflecting, I think I'm not good by myself girl it's true
on sight don’t speak to the oppers
Aye my niggas take shots like trae
Hop out the whip like aye
Niggas don’t want that play
Trust me you get in the way
40
Surrounded by dark clouds
I never enjoy the weather
You just keep on pretending
Like you living
In some perfect conditions
Like you sitting on millions
You
dem jeans
Cause you the most beautifullest thing ive ever seen
Shawty got that fire to blow me up like gasoline
Mami yo estoy pensando en ti
Mami trae
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