Lyrics:
loud)
P. Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it better?
Yeah right, no matter what, we air tight (yeah)
So when you hear somethin' make sure you hear
loud)
P. Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it better?
Yeah right, no matter what, we air tight (yeah)
So when you hear somethin' make sure you hear
niggas caprisun
My nigga he packing doe
Half you niggas acting though
Half you niggas actin up
Whitney Houston got him cracking up
I hit up the Getty with
believe we're going to hear more from here
Yeah, we just wanted to share that with you
You can see behind me here, this is what he looks like
Now, we did
can hear my speakers blow
Now back to the '84 big body to door
No blaze on the muhfucka but it still roll
Memba' what told you what I had stashed
want to hear it go home
Okay, let's ride
'Cause you know what I say that's facts uh, yeah
In Houston I ride through the north
I'm standing tall all of my
Move over Whitney Houston, I'm not losing
By the way woman, yo, my name's not Susan
It's the Akenyel, I rock well and with more clientel
Then a guy
do is rep the show and
Told it uncut, maybe I'm Peruvian
I bet you hear my mouth piece inside some car you cruising in
If I knew that them have 'em
eating
So when you say I sound like him I don't be tweaking
I didn't go to Whitney Houston for the weekend
I put my bag inside my trunk and went
is risky
If I give her dick she will not forget me
Pocket rocket steady with me
We not in Houston
But she singing just like Whitney
Who are these
old. What movie was he in?
I forget
Me Ilamo Roberto, y este es el primer single de Saturacíon tres
I'm an old soul, tell by my tracfone
Check my
[Whitney](Deborah)
Oh, hey, Deb
(Hmm-hmm)
Thank you for being woman enough to come
(Whitney, what's this about?)
I know he's leaving me for
damn they don't wanna be ya
It ain't no limit to what we could do
Holla if ya hear me girl you know I'm comin' through
I'm out here on the grind
hear your heart beatin', keep runnin' your mouth, yeah
Your mouth runnin' ahead of you, your mouth do what your legs should do
Let me walk to the edge
mama, if you fuck with my commas
I ain't tryin' to scary you
I ain't tryin' to hear you
I ain't tryin' to control that nigga in the mirror
I'll I'm tryin'
get it poppin on the balcony site
Forreal though
You know how I do it
Whitney Houston vocals through my neighbors ears
It goes down like the price
rippin' major venues
Like Whitney Houston like when I went to Houston
My father is from Texas, so next bust a rhyme for times
I felt it was no hope, but
to the light
Flash the brights
So my eyes
Can illuminate
The night's cries
Higher then all the rest
So no sleep for me
I confide in myself
Lil bo you are
to the light
Flash the brights
So my eyes
Can illuminate
The night's cries
Higher then all the rest
So no sleep for me
I confide in myself
Lil bo you are
a lean
Don't mind being a side nigga but today is my day
If i run up out these percs i'll have ten mo' by Friday
Fuck Simon bitch you gon do what i say
I
brought the alchemists with me
Angels sing along, but I still miss Whitney
Houston is the place, Detroit is the place
Chicago license, the Ill'
only makes you a target
I'm trying to get hot with what's not on the market
All I know how to do is win
I've become quite good it's become my thing
Fuck
with my teeth, you don't hear me though
Communication failure, some can't be reached, I'm told
Honestly, I don't give a fuck what you do
Jocking another
I'm trill (you don't hear me though)
Bitch I'm so trill (what?)
Nigga I'm trill (you don't hear me though)
Nigga I'm so trill (what? What?)
I got,
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