Lyrics:
up wreck it
In a damn line
Pop trunk, surround
Me and my partners, yeah you know we coming down
Diamonds in our grill
Tell me how ya feel
Nigga wassup,
shit went? None!
So blessed I might just make a whole gospel album
Perform at Sun Daze, till it's time to rapture
Sean Don and Logic, instant classic
[Master P talking]
It's like all the shit we done been through, the average company
They probably would've gave up by now
But No Limit, we constantly
looked, and seen lime green Forces, it's Kiwi (big boy)
You couldn't get this color if you had a personal genie (big boy)
You now I keeps it hip-hop, my
I said shit real
I know how baggin' a whole brick feel
But Cass'
Do you know how battlin' a whole Crip feel?
Who grip steel? Revolver with the spin
the keys
Don't get it twisted, honey
I'm still with the bees
Like sean carter on the yacht
What you got, nothing, nigga
Give it up, circle round the block
What? Oh blimey it's Sean Paul!
Yeah man wassup? Respect
Now it's mighty nice to meet you finally mate
Yeah man
Love
Now listen, the band right
Yeah man!
We dreamin out here man we dreamin
We livin though
We goin be living proof though thats by anymeans
Gotta make it home that's by any
looked, and seen lime green Forces, it's Kiwi (big boy)
You couldn't get this color if you had a personal genie (big boy)
You now I keeps it hip-hop, my
of the American nation,
It’s all GOP mental masturbation.
Masturbate
Mental masturbate
Mental masturbate right now
If you don’t know how to do it,
Big Sean
to the dance-floor
Go and light them jeans,
Don't you worry you're dancing
It's his birthday
Give him what he ask for
Let me show you how to do it
Big, big
doin' this real P-Im right about now, ya feel me?
(That's it...that's it...) Because...I mean, I got a big grip...a BIG, BIG memory, cuz
I remember
don't like me? How
Long has she been gay?
Spanish girls ask me, "No habla ingles"
And everybody wanna run to
Me for their sin-glay
It's funny how these
How does it feel?
Must be a thrill when you're a big deal (it's no big deal)
I'm so chill (I'm so chill), I'm just keeping it real (keeping it real)
Psshhhh
Whatever
It seems you sold your soul to the game
You're a fake coz Jay Sean aint even your name
So how'd you come up with that?
It ain't unique
missing those Dipset beats (yeah)
Really missing Big L, Big Pun, Big Poppa, 2Pac, and ODB
Prodigy and Sean P
Got me pouring whiskey on the concrete
Just a Tuesday night mi deh around de chill spot
When she walk in the whole place get quiet
To how the gyal look, trust me her ting shot
But it nuh
like Grinny
And don't try to run, get pealed cause we'll leave a dot in yo' head like the end of a sentence
Bitch, I don't care how ya' feel, I need me
hoes
If gwap involved it's easily
Poppin' off: strip clothes
Big nose, look down the weapon nostril
After you feel the steel I cut ya
Body up like how
the task here
Quick as a lighting I fucking shot that ass up
Well, rugged and rough that's how I'm steppin'
Mac is the weapon, and it's always kept in
I
feel)
A young nigga sellin' fruity by the pound (that's how ya feel)
And I got the best white in the town (that's how ya feel)
.45 on my lap, it's
(Go time)
It made me who I am
Straight up, look
DJ Khaled
When it get this dark, you gotta feel your way out
They tried to bury me alive, I Kill
a gun)
300K on this watch (three hundred bun), but it's my big brother Sean's (Kingston)
Nigga ain't takin' shit from me (uh-uh), gotta cut off my arm
from the free throw, fadeaway (hit that bitch)
Whippin' dope, make it Big Sean, you can't say it ain't (hit that bitch)
I know if I wasn't that great,
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