Lyrics:
comfortable
Cuz you made a few bucks
Say my nigga, get up
I'm a keep shaking you
Til you've had enough
Open your eyes
And wipe the shit out your tear ducts
yeah, I'm 'bout to off your dome
Kill a mother and a father, kids go to foster homes
Yeah, I like to floss the chrome, nigga, leave the boss alone
See my
a spice cupboard
Entice mothers cos I'm nice, might summon my
Blue Eyes White Dragon to wipe your life points and
Swipe your nice cards as mine, you little
And you welcome us as children home
There is a man with a family
He has a wife and a baby
He broke the law just to save them
Working for three bucks an hour
it a buck fifty wit me
Guarantee you gon ride when I cop the Benz
I got my shawty by my side and we on some shit like we queen and slim
He fuck
doing this for?
You left your friends
And your girl back home
For a shot at the world
But now you're on your own
But you want this right?
This glitz
gone when I go takin every every bullet when I'm walkin out ya home
Thinkin of my movement if you stuntin imma blow mistaking
What I'm doin isn't
"Mrs. Johnson
You're wearin' your dresses way too high
It's been reported you've been drinking
And running round with men and goin' wild
Now we
"Mrs. Johnson
You're wearin' your dresses way too high
It's reported you've been drinking
And a-running round with men and goin' wild
And we don't
looking critical
Reach for this, mother fuck being a criminal
Look in your bitch eyes, the vibe is subliminal
You wanna freestyle fuck that
I need
just to make him a buck
That's when he found him a bottom bitch, that's gon' show him what's up
Had him a daughter who grew up smarter and off
be a party when the wolf comes home
We're gonna commandeer the local airwaves
To tell the neighbors what's been goin' on
And they will shake their
Shoot your ass in your face, now you missin' your nose ring
Ride with the leak , we servin' on dope fiends
Buck toting fye , hit yo ass with that red beam
Jack for thrills, you could kill for bills
But you still can't match skills
Make your home run like Derek Jeter
Call for help on a phone or beeper
I'm
to buck on Jay, May on you niggas
I'm givin' halos, pay low, stay low
808 fo you niggas
I been a different kind since I spit
A rhyme and lift your mind
My dog got sick, took him in
Cost me $1200 bucks
Saw the keys on the seat as
My locked truck door slammed shut
Bossman was texting "better get
Your
Met this goil last night ...
Crutchy:
Ow.Move your elbow!
Racetrack:
Pass the towel!
Skittery:
For a buck, I might!
Newsies:
Ain't it a fine life
from out a wine glass
Don't address me as nothing less than your highness
Time passed by so fast my life feels like a time lapse
I reflect on this life
to your Face mid fight
Puttin my body on ice
Sell my souls for the one time fuck life
Buck knife got a couple k on the run time
One rhyme turn into gat
to your Face mid fight
Puttin my body on ice
Sell my souls for the one time fuck life
Buck knife got a couple k on the run time
One rhyme turn into gat
to bust down
Buck wild
Bitty
She got money from her home town
Down south
Daddy money got her inner freak freak out
I hit it from the back
She said I’ll hit
Hey, I'm runnin' up, it may be tough[00:18.48]Don't cover up, let it rain on me[00:20.52]I give a fuck, makin' my bucks[00:22.62]Got me some things,
provin'
He's worth again
With hammer in hand he wins
Retreated to his home
Loki "died" by suicide and Odin
Sat back on the throne
Okay, let's take it back
gigglin smilin and jokin wit homes
Like they use to hang out real real tough
He musta had a strong rap cause Jasmine looked gased up
Sittin there played
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