Lyrics:
Well, I wish I was in New Orleans, I can see it in my dreams,
Arm-in-arm down Burgundy, a bottle and my friends and me
Hoist up a few tall cool
Cuz a nigga still addin up, cuz a nigga still addin up
Cuz a nigga still addin up, lets goooo
She love a young nigga that get fly, She love a young
What it does its your holmie chevy flash
I got my niggers on ma back token hope
Tell me what it be and listen keen men
Bridge
Flash: Catch me when
it know my chain make you jealous
Can't pronounce my t-shirt but I know that it's expensive
Fly chick by my side when she shop she's so selective
money
It's bear money money
I'm taking too many risk
Up & down the country
In n out of flats
Am trying to make this money
The phone line ring ring
shoes n he still ain't meet up
Fade da movies wit this chick n he still ain't link up
ct the end of the block I ain't having my seat up
Bein too
of
Drop everything now
Meet me in the pouring rain
Kiss me on the sidewalk
Take away the pain
'Cause I see sparks fly, whenever you smile
Get me with
Professor
She was cute but it's more than looks that gets me seduced
Tried to check her with respect why she tried to get fly
Trippin, get loud spillin drinks
me shit
Let her meet my mama, she don't be with all the drama
Spend bread on my broad (cash)
Cause she know it ain't a problem
I splurge on my lady,
I write are these thumpin' hit's
I'm represent them country folks
Them rednecks and them Dixie chicks
Can't nobody tell me nothin', so hardheaded
yo potna get to trippin, we gone dig em up a grave
Then put him in a box right by you
You a lame to me and it's plain to see
Ya own people won't even
up, y'all split and you nearly made a week
Ah! Well you can meet Mrs. Badder Bitch
She the reason why you gone on some magic shit
One difference between
tonight
Type of chick to stand by my side
I need a special girl
Somebody to be down for me
One to always be around for me
I need a special girl
It doesn't
Live by the gun die by the same shit you bust
Fly bitches with waves from DC to Cali
Rally and tally up my dough
For the grand finale
Grapevines
heart like a rosary
Sometimes in life
When you driving by
Whether it's short encounters or a lifetime high
You meet someone who's destined to change your
the bounce like hydrolics
I can't call it, I got the swerve like alcoholics
My freshman year I was going through hell, a problems
Still I, built up
can't stop me
So all they do is threaten to pop me
But go and get your weapon and cock, G
See it's real here, I dun been up and down the block all week
Backstreet
I mean we juice it like a bunch a Russian athletes
All full of acne at a fuckin' track meet
You be thinkin' that I made it over night, you may
goin first
And if you can't find a condom
Then you go and search
And by the time you get back
Shorty's way more than burnt
And she done buttoned up her
don't trust us
It's fuck our baby mothers
Double fuck the busters, amen to the hustlers
Fly E-N T M-A-D-E nobody can touch us
Stacking while I spend it
Switching lanes
Hopefully one day I get a foreign
Gonna meet up with this one chick
Like hopefully she anit boring
If you keep Calling then I'm keep
I'm out in the country
But I don't know why
'Cause I'm strictly a city loving guy
Just sitting there when a little bird flies my way
Hello B
of them chicks to the exit quick
Let the hate
They gon hate but them z can't tell me shit
Let her meet my mama
She don't be with all that drama
Spend
got another 4 in the cup
Doc celebrating cashing checks
Dub finna get some more lined up
It's high class filth on the beat
And you always know the flow
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