Lyrics:
Yes i do yes i do
I do my thang
Cuz i only got one life to live
I do my thang
Yes i do yes i do
Verse 2:
I told you that I do what i wanna do
My
of weed
Landin' on land that's overseas
In them S.U.V.'s and we polly for more g's
Who that sphinx in a mint jump suit, don't make me fling you
My two
of condemn
I'm this jungle we call the town in the city of sin
Where niggahs start packing 9's by the time they run 10
And by the time they 18 they locked up
read ‘em (Yeah)
Took two hundred stables just to power this demon (Them horses)
Her man in the Navy she in love with the semen (Ow)
Two two three odd but
Like MJ and Iman
Remember the time
When I saw you on the bus you said hello with your eyes
Well you did in my mind
By the way you probably busy
2nd is the influence (you)
3rd is the innovator (me), 4th is the institution (my crew)
5th is perpetuity it lives throught the Delusion
Before I hop
Sing while I wipe down the awning
Hey y'all, good morning
Ice cold piragua, parcha, china
Cherry, strawberry, and just for today, I got mamey!
our fathers and slaughtering them all over the world
But it’s time that we spoke
Either you want us to live, or you don’t
Even so, there’s potential for
walk in the plot
I got narcos (narcos)
She just want little bit of Tito (hey!)
Hey, get in it like Escobar (Pablo)
New money, like a Tesla car
This is my muh fucking house
Hey I'm by the front door
Here about a blond haired bitch named Sisco
She'll do anything for daddy man the bitch go
Tell
Murder, then I'm'a catch a flight up on that ass
No more playin', ya'll know the routine, the resume
Catch atleast two to your spleen, but hey
bodies two by two, ha
Time to head home, baby, what that sex 'bout? (Okay)
Have your head on, baby, lose that cell phone (Okay)
We fuck to fly, she let
(Radio Announcer) "The American dream had
A price tag and only
One man in a million was
Hungry enough to pay" hey man
You can save that morality for
And rather live the life of crime
With my Bed-Stuy connection connected in two
It's live Boo start shit too wild for you
Peace to, Baisley, Forty-P get down
Hey, Bitch I want the big drip
Plot on shady ways for myself to get rich quick
She apply my dick like its lipstick,
Slap it on your tongue lil mama you
(Rodney on the track)
Long live Da Baby
It's when times get hard
You gotta stay down, stay focused
Keed talk to 'em
Ridin' with a Drac' in
to wreck the crew
we be havin mad fun
Niggas known me from day one
lifestyles of the rich and shameless
Violat'in they were even nameless
Verse 2
don't even speak
I guess we got our own life to live
Or is it because we want our own kingdom to rule?
Every now and then I step to the now
For
the
Vision that we seek, hey
Now tell me do you wanna see a change?
‘Cause we’re not leaving til
The change is made
They’re losing lives and for them we all
People see right through me, but I'm not a fool, see
I'm never gonna do one, gonna live past twenty-two, done
Everything I need to except get a 2:1
I
about the girl in the sidekick
The rubber don't system in the swallow kid
See drive by with the posse, ooh ah, ooh ah, ooh ah
Hey Charlie Brown, where
"Just A Bitch"
(feat. Chyna, Too $hort)
[Chorus 2:]
You little punk motherfucker do yo thang
You bitch ass niggas won't do a thang
So shut the fuck
of this game to stay alive.
[Chorus x2]
Always wanted things always wanted cash.
To Live fast get the girls with tha biggest ass.
Fuck her 9 to 5 gotta
a few graves
I hit the club and pop a few Spades
I'm gettin' pussy like Uncle Luke in
His 2 Live Crew days
She can't suck this dick again
If she ain't
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