Lyrics:
right by me, I'm like
cin't this the dude that said that it ain't about the price tag
Now on your records all that you do is brag
Come on, Zay, I thought
Once upon a time not long ago
4 way befo da dayz I wuz known 2 flow
I wuz showin str8 luv in da beach
Hugz frum da freaks
Even by tha thugz wit
ya last breath
Na hold stiff
Peep em ina cut oh issa vibe
Chop da sparkin spot
Ironic plot twist drive by
Thru da parking lot
Tough love shidd
Don't
crown on call me Sir MARC
Nobel wit da vibe setting i prepare da world for my first law
Pinky in da air pinky in da air
Yeah yeah
Makem stop and stare i
the sprite
But me I pop em straight hit da tea n lean to da side boosted up
Like I'm on jigga's call it live after five
Slushed out on da camera wit dat 9-8-5
a rush for my babies
I get to clutching if you look at me crazy
My niggas got each other we don't need favors
We getting paper and I'm talking like the 80s
, it’s me sir, it’s me da special teamer, vs da lions they made me d up
•crawl around in get you knee cut, the Jordan or da Nina, the black one or Shamika,
solo
It don't matter who I'm Wit
(Maaaaadddddd)
I'm da shit
(Yea)
Call me cocky
Call me mean
Call me arrogant
I do it for my team
But there b times
[Cam'Ron]
Killa, Uh Huh
Heatmakerz,Yes Sir
Jones, Santana, Freekey, The Union
Holla At Da Boys Man Uh Huh
This Is Diplomat Records Man, Yes Sir
"Bigger Picture"
[Cam'Ron]
Killa, Uh Huh
Heatmakerz,Yes Sir
Jones, Santana, Freekey, The Union
Holla At Da Boys Man Uh Huh
This Is Diplomat Records
this is nothin to a champ
Stop and watch me do my dance i take a flick i take a flick just to post it on the gram
I need weed I need lean mix da molly
Mix Tape Messiah
Da King is here nigga
Ay what these other nigga talking
I don't believe that shit
I'm da king cuz I said it and I mean that
really at a peaceful
Place" It's almost like they don't
Believe me so I
Thought the other day, I must have really
Really been worried a
Lot because people
Look real nigga
Surrounded only by real niggas
Call me Clinton
I only charge to bill niggas
You don't know me
But I pull up on your block
You ain't homie
bitches smokin' safe
Better catch up with yo kind 'cause you tip me from your grave
When a nigga catch you slippin', it's that beam in yo' face
Break da
to leave a rapper in disarray
Always accurate with My plays you don't call your shit the same
Watch your players disobey I'm just as crazed as they may say
waiting then for you to grab me by the hand
And I'll show you how I dance oh, oh, oh
(Da-da Da-da) Don't leave me hanging
(Da-da Da-da) You got me sanging
(Uh uh ah) Let me put my arms around your head
(Dom do ah) Gee, it's hot, let's go to bed
Don't forget to turn on the light
Don't laugh babe,
(Uh uh ah) Let me put my arms around your head
(Dom do ah) Gee, it's hot, let's go to bed
Don't forget to turn on the light
Don't laugh babe,
been on the line
For some time
You should give me mine
Trophies on my wall
From the streets
When a nigga ball
If I get that call
You should know
That I’m
Try me and im comin out wit my coat arm wit sumthin,
Note on da table,
Pay me a daygo,
You cant get the cash then pay me in yayo,
Save me the drama,
It's only the man in me
God forgive me, this man deceased (God forgive me)
We'll cut off your hands, come see (hey)
Rup up and score on the opps by
ride for my dawg
If it ever be a problem
Hit me up you can call
Whoa, whazzam with it bitch?
How ya doing? where ya been?
You don't check on yo lil
and time will tell
I always will be by myself
I’m grateful for those trynna help, me
I stay up out my feelings don’t nobody care
I got too much to prove
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