Lyrics:
a 10|But next to you girl, they a 2|And you gonna wanna take me home|Once she see just what I'm on||Lady, I don't wanna dance with nobody but you|If you
(Singing by Ronnie Spencer)
Why you peepin me
Everybody knows that I'm a G
Hey, Hey, she's peepin me, she's peepin me
Why you peepin me
Everybody knows that
I see
Hey Big Spender spend, a little time with me
This here is Givenchy, 900 dollar jeans homie
All these girls be raunchy
Like let me see your peen
stand by the words that I say (hey ho) x3
Oooh Ooooh
I know it baby x2
Oooh Oooh
Nobody makes me feel this way x2
I know it baby
Nobody makes me
gotta
I'm already on some whole other, word to yo muhfuckin self
Nobody else gon' do it for ya, nobody else
Every now and then someone'll offer ya help,
on the sidewalk
By a café where I hope to be workin' soon
Please come to Boston
She said "No, would you come home to me?"
And she said, "Hey ramblin' boy now
shack it was a happy home
And we just couldn't help but fall in love
That big black dog and that little old shack
Sitting down by the railroad track
about me
She'll get by without me if she wants
Well, I could be the one to take her home
Baby, we could rock the night alone
If we never get down
Gangstas ba-by, Dogg Pound Gangstas (Hey Daz)
[Daz]
I heard of a lot of dope ass rappers and I'm down with 'em
In deed we all smoke weed and clowned with
nobody humping around
Except us, and that's fa'sho
Bed sheets all across my bedroom flo
You gotta go
Cuz I know ya man's coming home
But you really wanna
couldn't help myself
I walked up to you
you said hey girl, what's up
we went dating
you took me to the movies
and you held my hand
on our way home
you gave
couldn't help myself
I walked up to you
You said hey girl, what's up we went dating
You took me to the movies
And you held my hand on our way home
You gave
brother's starving, hungry, and sick
Cause ain't nobody coming by the house giving free shit
So he gettin kinda skinny and my brother's almost dead
Got no
Nobody know about a 9 to 5
Everybody's just trying to survive
You need a gun, can't use those knives
You got a bullet? Well just pull it
And if you
could holla at my dog,
Holla at my dogg, holla at my dog, hey hey
[Chorus]
If you got beef, with DPG,
Then holla at me, the D-O-G
If you got beef,
your hoe home
(Chorus)
I just look at her and say you
You x7
Thats what I mean when I say you You 6 Hey
(Verse 2)
My bitch will put you on a strew
I cant
Thats how its gotta be
I stay on my path to the dough
You reap what you sew
Not full time she a casual ho
Hey got get you some glade
Oooo that pussy dont
home?)
Did I witness something wicked in the window?
Just thought I ought drop on by
(How you doin'?)
You had me at the jump from the get-go
(Uh oh)
I'll be back
Right where your at
Money on by
I'll roll high and sell your land
Seeing two wolves
Pickin' which we feeding last
I've been petty and pride
Na, na, na
Gonna have a good time
Na, na, na
Gonna have a good time
Hey, hey, hey
F is for all the
Fatties wearin' my shit
(Do you want me
gotta do to stand out
You the man now, boy ain't nobody giving handouts hey
Hold your head and hold it high
That money the sweetest hello, but also
the music and focus on my heartbeat
(Hey-ho, let's go) then I can hear someone
Speaking slowly and clearly
(Hey-ho, let's go)
Like the journey from Tokyo
invests
And the hard rains come back to cause all this unrest
Hey Mr. Zimmerman, it feels like the world might end
Replaced by a new one that's coming round
waist (waist)
Know you fuckin' a man that's made, hey (made man)
Keep it lowkey, she ain't after fame
Bet you ain't after fame (amen)
You ain't like
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