Lyrics:
(Nothin less)
So to y'all haters, I paid y'all no mind
In fact I'ma give it to y'all one more time like
Uh yeah, what?
Come on, bounce, what?
No
in 07'
Market over saturated with all the bootleggin'
When it seems better shorty ain't no tellin'
Well, call Lyor, give him this message
Then hit
at
Checked up on my stash
I Could've swore that I had more than that
Guess my girls going thru my stash
On the low taking cash
But hold on it's way more
Lil Quez Bout His Paper She Ain't Wanna Use No Rubber Ian Having No Baby. Know My Lil Bitch She Go Crazy I Fuck From The Back and The Dick It Be All In
seats, bite your sleeves (yeah, yeah)
Trippin', I'm like a referee up with these gators (yeah)
Trip on my spot, it was no more basic cable (yeah)
I
music to ensure that it thump right
And my flight, will be taken solely at night
Cause that's when the freaks come out, no doubt
And in the dark hours
Eyes rollin', you can control it
I know you're goin', we keep on pourin' up
She said she want a lil' bit more
She said she want a lil' bit more
She
And now it's just a ninety-one fee (god damn)
I ain't tellin no lies, fool, 'cause I'm real with this
And muthafuckas can't deal with this
Some call me
like eagles soar
Our God can do so much more
Can't shake it, can't break it
O Lord you've been so good to me, so faithful
When I call you by name,
I gotta go & move on
But it hurts
Shit bad at the moment
But it all can be worse
My niggas passed
But I can't put em in no verse or on no shirt
But
on top, fuck these bitches man, shits crazy
Fargo
New Givenchy coat it's like we're selling dope
Since I started pimping I don't sell no more
I got
I dropped a colony
That's a whole pint, we in space on an odyssey
This ain't Monopoly
It ain't no card to leave jail, so if the cops on me, I bet
comin back in a rover
I can feel it
Eric Lil Nigga
Rakim cousin
Yea I'm really that
Granny saw the pape and damn near fainted yea i really stack
Federales
I been up all night battling depression, voices in my head telling me to end it
Buy myself a bottle no one has to know, hit the liquor store and hope
Whoa!
A get your hands in the air, and get to clappin 'em
And like, back and forth because ah
This is, what you thought it wasn't
It beez,
Whoa!
A get your hands in the air, and get to clappin 'em
And like, back and forth because ah
This is, what you thought it wasn't
It beez,
Whoa!
A get your hands in the air, and get to clappin 'em
And like, back and forth because ah
This is, what you thought it wasn't
It beez,
to pull up on you
And you always hold it down when ya nigga ain't around
If I catch a weak nigga pullin' up on you, thats gon be one pussy nigga in
You caught more than my eye,
I had to to get your line,
Can we spend some time,
I'm tryna' make you mines,
Please don't send no signs,
Cause if I make
I'm smacking her ass and I'm making her scream
Like Wutang I just want the cream
Freaky lil asian bitch I made her cream
I got the glock and it came
it ends)
Lil thot she give me top (Give me top)
But I rather call her friend
When she off the Casamigos
Swear she really get it in (Get it in)
And when
bust it open like an AK for me
I'm not the 2 I'm the 1
Can't deal with me the same way honey
Why I let you do it to me
Make a fool of me
Ain't no more
I can feel it in my spine
Nazzy senses tingling
Gets the inner alarms ringing
Like clocks and bells
I collect Adidas with the shell
Toes
More friends
can't ask you for more trouble than that
Put your gun in your home. Cut each other's throat instead
Get into brawl and rumble
Drink till you can't think
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