Lyrics:
automatic like a glock forty
You call me daddy, I’m happy cause this is not Maury
You down for the count, I’m counting down, I need five for me
Booty rubs
Water slaps
Bro
H-Two-O
Ice cold
Hit you in the throat
Like woah
Yo
Ready here we go
Straight from a glacier
Shout to Mother Nature
Heading back from
the forty
Pour one for the ones who dipped before me
Saw dog get killed was just a shorty
But that’s a never-ending story
I was lost in the labyrinth
I had
on the big toe
Aye I got a plan yo let's get dough
Get more dollars before we can even spend those get it
Put my city on the map with the team on my back
If I
is never, ever wrong
Fuck nigga, get you gone', I'ma send your ass home
Hit you right through the crown, cause on the scene, I'm walkin' down
I'm
Girl you better get your red head
Back in bed before the morning
Nine o'clock the show is ending
But the fun is just beginning
She knows he's
back this wap and then dump off you don't want to see ione get clocked off gyallie on me didn't use no condom This bad b wanna wine and dine but I have
back
Left with a hunnid and brought me a quarterback
Keep a stack
Never lack move out the hood and go get some racks
It's a fee when I speak these is
know I'm finna slide thru
Shawty said sit back I'll fuck it up just lemme ride you
I just be cruisin in the drop down the 9-2 (skrrt)
Pay no mind
clapping back
She get on a E and I get on a Perc I'm finna have fun wit that
She like damn u still ain't bust Been a good 40, she can't even feel her back
close down your pride
I know we get tired chasing the same thing, we gotta try
Cause girl, you really pressure and I gotta apply
Cause we ain't see eye
rip
And we gon' hit 'em with all these hollow tips
And he can keep talking crazy out his lips
Till it's 40 Glock go and get that boy a kiss
I'm from
You a real strong nigga, boy, you gotta push through
Practice makes perfect, boy, get that shit through
I done took L's but I came back, boy, I ain't
As I get a little older, I realize life is perspective
And my perspective may differ from yours
I wanna say thank you to everyone that's been down
homes I'm down,
I'm down for
mines, es mi varrion
So you want to be a gangsta, and build your rep,
well kick back and I'll tell you how step by step.
On the west side, imma get mines, and she stay right by my side on the west side yeah
Top down on the Westside
The west, the Westside oh yeah
Top down
too, we runnin' through the whole fuckin' crew
I thought y'all knew, for any nigga that want to buck up
Get fucked up, I gotta forty five
done music
I'm trynna think where I'd be right now
Probably on the road, where drugs get sold
Watching my back when I leave my house
On the roads you
mad and wanna scrap
We stay mad about, ten minutes then it's like back on the bike
To play hide and go get it with the younger hoes by the bungaloes
the way
and ya know its all good like them OGs say
now I'm freestylin to a brand new track
and its bumpin like the back of a 83 Lac
but don't get me in no
Well, she was standing by my dressing room after the show
Asking for my autograph and asked if she could go
Back to my motel room. But the rest is
Run it back, ooh
Run it back, yeah
Run it back, ooh
Run it back, yeah
Run it back, ooh
Run it back, yeah
Run it back, ooh
Run it back, yeah
Run it
Road with the top down
Hard place with the pack out
Try to rob, blow your back out
Broad day with the MAC out
Me and B's are on the back routes
Things fall apart when the center too weak to hold ya'll
I'm just collecting what you owed to my old jawn
You bout to get swooped down on and stoled
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