Lyrics:
out just to get a stack back
Double that school dance, Fresh J's, new pants
Back when "fuck bitches, get money" was the new chant
It started out
jealous bitches done think you
Gon' be sellin' through
Welcome to life, and if I die
Remember that it is all love
When I'm by your side
Every night, don't
out just to get a stack back
Double that school dance, Fresh J's, new pants
Back when "fuck bitches, get money" was the new chant
It started out
Face?
And why you sweatin Ak in the the first place?
That's the motherfuckin problem
See a young nigga rollin a Beemer and gotta stop him
But I'mma
the fools kept steppin
jumped in the fo' hit the juice on ma ride
i got front back, and side to side
then i let the alpine play (play)
pumpin new shit by
on this ice
We got models rollin' through later, damn I'm lovin' this life
We ain't dealin' with no problems! Deuce to all of you haters
Y'all ain't
should I kill a man like Cypress Hill, chill
I got no lawyer so I pleadin' my own appeal
How does it feel, when a monkey is your ill
In a J-A-I-L? I
Aye
C-Rain
My nigga, J Hooligan
Talkin’ that real shit
Know what the fuck goin’ on
Sheesh
Y’all livin’ in the past while I’m livin’ in the future
ain't scrappin
If you ain't rollin' woods, we ain't matchin
He was hard, now that nigga just Past tense
This ho Smoove as a bitch, Michael Jackson
Hit
ngua Ba zala bien
J’veux les billets de toute les couleurs histoire que ma famille puisse manquer de rien
Fuck all this bitches n’ggas wanna see down
Geekin' Like Shit
Got dis shit
Let's go
Livin lies seeing blind guided by God's eyes
Seen my momma and nana then my heart died
If I drop the ball I
like I'm Kobe
Zoom, zoom, zoom
D-Wade flashin' no Adobe
Mute, mute, mute
Keepin' quiet 'round the police
Loot, loot, loot
Stealin' hearts if bitches owe
zip bags got more riders than Six Flags
And while y'all get gassed, I'm proceedin to get high
Got weed like Mary J. is (All I'm Needin) to get by
You don't have to go home
One time, one time
Easy, that cook shit got me sleepy
Rollin' down 85, leaning but I ain't weaving
Man, you should stay
fortified the flow is a brick,
God hammer when she pivot the dick
Enchanted by thee, this some magical shit
Can't explain, but I'm destined to win
Ain't no
I'm swayin between amazing and crazy that’s why I’m dangerous
No gang gang baby it’s Tre Tre I'm by myself rollin papers
Your main thang maybe gon make
With the right mindset
But all of you lazy
Bitches are blinded
By the fact that I’m shinin'
Like an angel I’m reassigning
You all to be my squire
You
smell my haze
But you won't catch me lackin' send
Some missiles to your brain (hey)
Do not give a fuck we
Rollin' L and puffin J's
Big 'Ol Chevy truck
You don't have to go home
One time, one time
Easy, that cook shit got me sleepy
Rollin' down 85, leaning but I ain't weaving
Man, you should stay
one it's like a medieval upheaval, the regal
Get chopped up and found on both coasts, gettin' ate up by the seagulls
Now you out for the season, J
and bring the cunch lines back (brrt)
Fifty pebs in straight tens gone by lunchtime trap (trap)
Every spot I go, there's always Londoners and Scousers (no
Chillin at the club with T-Money and J-be
Lil Adrian and Boo, and my nigga, MJG.
I had the bitches staring at the twinkle of my diamonds.
Drinkin on this
Everybody wanna be fucked for the day
Smoke good weed, til my face feeling gray
Rollin j’s and we ash up on tray
Got my high and I’m finna be okay
to the top
I ain't stopped by the Senate, still stuck to the block
And my nigga, he went, he was out, loose spots
Level 5, J-Buff, and my nigga, Bill Wheeler
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