Lyrics:
I'm a public figure
Get the through the mail and
Let my lil' nigga serve (I got you)
I been gettin' money way before a teenager
(For real)
Knockin'
'em back)
Nah, fuck it, get 'em first
Feels like this rapping shit a curse
I wanna rob, i just can break it down and
Put it in a verse (Put it in
to carry ,this yoke as I provoked all the pious one's /banded liberty rob us from our family made my essence abandoned by 3 degree /give me
in weeks
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Gucci Mane the flyy nigga get your mind right
Or a crys by the twelve like a case of budlight
Sell a cush by a bell so
and a brand new Sig (on God)
Lil' boy, get up out the way (yeah)
Lil' boy, we didn't come to play (yeah)
And I got a partner named Dre (Dre)
You can get
hope it never slow up
I done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here (yeah)
Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up
poured up on liquor
Smokin' smokin' takin' pics wit her sister
Dance floor bangin' zoom by a lil quicker
Two broads came through, one skinny one little
Ay, yea
Trillville
Yeah Lil Wyte nigga
Hypnotize
Y'all better get that shit right nigga
We don't give a fuck tonight nigga
Ay, y'all niggaz
And call me by my new name
(What is that?) featuring Lil Wayne
It seems like everybody, everybody, everybody
Everybody forgotten about me
Will I ever,
got it popping like I got it I get dollars
More more more profits I deposit I can see my ops they watching
Whoa whoa whoa they plotting trying to rob me
was out right by da sto,
I don’t waste time fr, run threw dat pack I gotta get me some mo,
You owe me n ain’t tryna pay, we kick a doe, errbody lay
Big Shit Talker 4
Nigga thought that he was gonna rob 4
Got whacked in the process
Fully automatic, might catch fed time
Get caught with this uh, 4
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
that I'm
Slime, you could slatt, i wipe yo ass
Im conniving
I could know you and I'll still rob yo' ass
When them niggas robbed lil' Ben
I had to run
at 11: 00 y'all was
Leavin' 6: 00 in the mornin'
Cause them underage bitches had to be
To school by 8: 00
My belt always a lil' loose
To get a handgun
Man I just gotta hit a lick
Would rob my plug but she pretty as a bitch
Hit her with this dick, watch her bless me for the zips
Lil Boosie, wipe me
the kicks in his whip
Then we hit the hotel six to split the chips
Police will get this shit crunk
Called the nigga that we robbed told em we'd rob em now its
got life in jail
Perkys get you by, them youngins knock 'em down
Lil one tell my phone when you got back in town
They see me on the stage now, though
posted by the store
I'm same lil nigga
Who can never bag a Hoe
I'm that same lil nigga
I'm That same lil nigga
Im that same lil nigga
Now my pocket
rob ya
I told you to be careful of your karma
Cuz what goes around come around like nascar
I'm the best nigga you had by far
I bright light to yo nights
thang kicked in
Now she ain't really pretty but she got a nice body
I'm geeked up thinkin' this Buffie The Body
Ain't your name 'lil Trina cause you
might be
Yeah!
Gucci Mane gotta lot of fame nigga get your mind right
Or a cries by the twelve like a case of Bud Light
Sell a cush by a bell so you
get your bounce on baby, get your mack on baby
Chickens by the pool, gettin' their tan on baby
My town, Chi-Town, any town, your town
We them party
I might say I'm ok but I feel a lil crazy
You know theey go Ham in the Ham
And they stay Crunk In the Gump
H Town that be the Ville, You still can get
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