Lyrics:
ya chance lil baby, you only get one wit me
Now that its time for verse two
You don't want me to verse you
Lyrics or the hands cuz either way ill have
the car his life up for auction
It's ah big ass funeral his life in a coffin
I aint tryna talk if it's up there
Lil bra went by hisself tryna see if he up
baby, what's up with that?
Hickory dickory dock, it was twelve o'clock
Cinderella ain't home must be givin up the cock
I don't doubt it, she is
baby, what's up with that?
Hickory dickory dock, it was twelve o'clock
Cinderella ain't home must be givin up the cock
I don't doubt it, she is
friends sellin' sheepskins
Yo yo I got them sheepskins
Yo, my empty sheepskins
Yo baby, what's up with that?
Hickory dickory dock, it was twelve o'clock
until the morning til you snorin in the hotel
Pullin up, Benz, and I'm late
Water on my wrist, my lake
Sleep walking, no I'm never gon' wake
Tell it
Shawty look'n at me, she try'n to get bank
Put out my cup like im try'n to get drank
I roll it up till I become a plane
One foot in the key and one foot in
She fuck with the team
All of us
She keep popping beans
Party bus
Lil hoe she a feign
Dangerous
Cozy drop the beat then I bang it up
(Okay Cozy)
saying lil nigga
Don't you make me call my thugs
I'm off them beans so you know my ass up
Can't get no sleep finna pour me a cup
When they see that you on,
trying to fight bears
Bitches miss me
But i ain't on ya
I had to grow up
Now I'm kicking these doors in
I'm finally be in a foreign
Like waiters I keep it
Gotta go get it lil nigga can’t lie
Look at my drip, my swag, I’m fly
Look at that bitch x2
Brand new whip witta brand new bitch
Look at that bitch x2
technology
Think of the accountability can't deny you can't justify
we're asking WHY you're fucking up the sky?
I am One man with limited power and life
in head first
No hold ups
Legs up in da air
This a stick up
Hold up let me
Put this glick up
By round two guarantee
She want get up
Like jody stand
Bella
My plug he from da west side
If it ain't that I send it back I need da best kind
I'm tryna pick up my lil package wrap it just right
If you playin
stupid
Like, what the fuck in yo' cup? That shit diluted
Lil' hoes text me, what the fuck? I'm like, yo, friend, include it
Beat the lil' hoes boxes up
She say she love the beat
And the way it’s boppin
I pull up and get her wet
She dripping like a faucet
I pull up and get her wet
Like a super soaker
She
the hard way (DJ on the beat, so it's a banger)
Uh, uh
Uh, I had to get it the hard way (uh)
I had to get it the hard way
We got roaches up-up in
If the cookie keep you waiting then it's good
If she tell you she can take it then it's good
I got this money on my mind but I got a lil time
Let
to the streets of rage
Me and Bionics beef, on it
All year 'round regardless, I was on it
Run up on the radio, don't miss a rave
And smack up anybody who tries
can't have no snitch witcha/
I run up a check cause I get it I run up a check with the Mrs. My chick is delicious/
She got a nig feeling stupendous I
right with em
I fell to the streets
I played man in the middle
I get Pape
You can tell by my smell
I go ape
I could boom him to hell
I got faith
Take my
baby by my side in among that human tide
I want to be right there when Lindy comes to town
Every day is better than the one before it
If I see
other a free pass
We know how to make it last
Brand new Bran Designer belt
Wondering how that bitch felt
When I told her, take a lil
She told me she
diamonds be glistening making you glance
& I stay with a 40 it's glued to my pants
& It's 35 up in the clip like Durant
Yeah I told my lil shordy don't give
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