Lyrics:
nigga
That's real, cause I'm so fucked up, now I'm talking my shit
I'm way to high to be trippin' like this
Niggas hatin' hard, bitches all on my dick
charges got me so irate
With all these tickets might as well had bought a pass
But even then I can't find any parking that shit's so ass
Now I gotta gamble
now
By the pounds, stop trying it now, I got my mind right nigga
Yo' yo', this is the remix
Hello
Shh, listen up
Got a few words to tell you
It is 5 in the morning, I'm feelin' kinda lonely
On top of that
If imma make it in this lane
I thought of switching up the mission
Give it all right up n give in
But I sit n think a minute
I can't quit bitch I'm
imma make it in this lane
I thought of switching up the mission
Give it all right up n give in
But I sit n think a minute
I can't quit bitch I'm
If imma make it in this lane
I thought of switching up the mission
Give it all right up n give in
But I sit n think a minute
I can't quit bitch I'm
Yo yo this is the remix
(Phone rings) Hello...
Shhh...listen up I gotta few words to tell you
It is 5 in the morning, I'm feelin kinda lonely
On top
We been trapping
Gotta make this work
Remix the coke with all the maj
And I got banging dirt
Ooo
I'm never lacking I put family first
They want my
Hold tight all the mandem inside the place
This is where it is happening yeah
Skepta, Devilman
This is the big clash right about now
This is how
it
All these kittens got me flea bitten, eatin' out my mitten
I'm comin' off top, my moves are unwritten
Now slitter to the snake, in the spring
cat, man)
Nigga it's-
It's the remix, son
Can it be, act like you know
Check it
Yo, check what happened out of state
I'm knockin' off
cat, man)
Nigga it's-
It's the remix, son
Can it be, act like you know
Check it
Yo, check what happened out of state
I'm knockin' off
and in case you ain't heard
And if you want us to set it just give me the word
This one goes out to my soldiers that be flippin' them birds
To all my
than a dream
This thing we call Life is reality
And someday soon, you'll be judged for everything
All carnality
Now teach the kids
All, all, all that
Get wit me now come on special delivery
(Well give it to me)
Bad Boy baby special delivery
Aye yo hold up a second this is the remix
So let's
Break it all the way down to the floor (Whoa!)
Bring it up I can't take no more
Are you from an island girl?
The way you wining it for me girl
Like
And he shot a cat, i never got it back
Yo quiet down man
Y'all gotta hold it down! Let him rap
Please please! Please! Hold it down
Tretch investin' in
Kutmasta Kurt remix
one thing I don't know how
it doesn't even matter when you look at it now
because when I designed this rhyme I was scared of it all
out
All of the time in this life
Can't loose the ties that bind
They shackle our feet, we trip, we fall
We crawl
I was born in the mess of it all
the Pied Piper of R&B y'all (whoa)
Follow me (yeah)
Chicago and them (oh yeah, oh yeah)
Don Juan and them (yeah)
This is for y'all, the remix
Said
with some money, man
C'mon man, be cool, man
Y'all Mexicans always come with this shit
Yo, Dre! Kick in the bass!
Ooh, that's funky, that's funky
Remix
Yes
It's so crazy right now
Most incredibly, it's ya girl, Bey
It's ya boy, Young
You ready?
Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh, oh no no
Uh oh, uh
imma make it in this lane
I thought of switching up the mission
Give it all right up and give in
But I sit and think a minute
I can't quit bitch I'm
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