Lyrics:
you in your mother's hands)
I apologize for my absence, I know I left you without a name to drop
(And now I'm standing right here)
I don't know how I
you in your mother's hands)
I apologize for my absence, I know I left you without a name to drop
(And now I'm standing right here)
I don't know how I
a rope a dope in the black on black rolls i call the ghost
Real ones salute and lets have a toast cause i am the truth and they comatose
Drop it down low
heard by the world in a matter of time
To hear his mama and his daddy come play it with pride
Lost in the world and a moment of time
But he's back now
jumping like Bruce Wayne
Now come here mama
You should never need no damn invite mama
You dazed off the rocks thinking what a life
I came this close just
Sliding down thru the paint no one finna stop me
My niggas gon alley me up (Dunk it)
Lil mama tryna hold me down, but nigga I'm locked in
Ain't nobody tying
Hey shawty I like the way you moving
Let your booty drop bring it back and push it on me we uptown funky uptown funky (yeah)
Little mama you make me
and walked back to the house to eat
And mama hollered out the back door, y'all, remember to wipe your feet
And then she said, "I got some news this mornin'
killed
My mama know I'm thuggin', it get ugly lay me in Winfield, oh yeah
Spin the block, hop out with them Glocks and leave 'em dead
I go by Top, if
his knee on my neck
His partners standin by and he watchin me losin my breath
I can't breathe mama I'm fina die can you help me please
They don't give
off our dicks
Never fucking with them loud-ass
Clicks and crews
And bucking down busters that be acting rude
'Cause these niggas and these hoes
On some
Had to adapt to my environment
Like I was George in them trees Y’all niggas sleepin on me kause Kno dat I’m Ah G Stand down Bout my mine
Plz Don’t get
riddeeeeeee
Wake up and I’m tryna slideeee
Call lil mama down to ride
She tell me play some funky shit
Sit back
She love to watch me drive
Ocean views
performance
Make my mama proud (mama!)
Pipin' up my performance
Uh I be slumped
Physicality I'm down in the dumps
Showing emotion with motion no notion
I flow
with nothin' to loose
I BB a king so let me sing you the blues
Let me lay down the rules,
Get money by all means,
Survive at all costs put god 'bove
and savings
Mutual funds, but I remember barely having ones
For real yall, George Washingtons
Had about five to get by for the whole week sometimes
Why, I
big smirk on her face
And I thought, "Oh no"
And she sucker punched Debbie
Knocked her ass down to the ground
And spit in her face and walked back
(my sock)
Niggas, they down till we drop (we drop)
Hustle we ain't finna stop
You don't believe me just watch (watch)
We can't be fuckin' with ops
Cause
and walked back to the house to eat
And Mama hollered out the back door "y'all remember to wipe your feet"
And then she said "I got some news this mornin'
and walked back to the house to eat
And mama hollered out the back door, y'all, remember to wipe your feet
And then she said, I got some news this mornin'
and we walked back to the house to eat
And mama hollered at the back door "y'all remember to wipe your feet"
And then she said she got some news this
and walked back to the house to eat
And Mama hollered out the back door "y'all remember to wipe your feet"
And then she said "I got some news this mornin'
it was nothin', dawg
Stand up, stop falling down
I got to call my kids
Mama, mama, mama, I love you
Miss, I love you tell my kids I love them
My
the drop and As soon as we get it we come through spinning
Give this rap shit up and go catch a hat nigga Ever Think he gon' speak on Quizzy
Go Ask my mama
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