Lyrics:
in gangsta black, ready to be attacked by a real mack
Playing hard to get it, so I dips upstairs
How long will it take for my earrings to withdrawl
li-li-li-like I let it ge-ge-ge-get it wasted it away
I'm walking the street by myself
Letting the clouds and the night melt
9 a' clock, lighter flick, kinda
Boosie Home And Act A Donkey Wit Em
Show Me That Thong And It's On
Give Me That Head And Get Bread
I Like Em Black Caramel And Red Look
And Mr Officer Mr
to 35 a P
That'll get these niggas in the way, off of the Streets
Let's take it back to 25 a G
No C, niggas out here know I got the D
P.G. makin' plays,
on the bed asking me how do you shoot it
I do the drop you in the car listening to music
Sticking by my side always ready to prove it
112 wasn't the only ones
call it penny pinchin'
She told me shit but I could get her titties lifted
My new crib got it's own city limit
Motherfucker got his own city in it
'll stall to hear
Twisted, twisted, twisted, I get
Lifted, lifted, lifted, so I'm
Fallin in love with this paper
Like 14th of February
Get it by any means necessary
You wasn’t with me
When I wasn’t rocking
So now what you saying
Is
that shit
Now you wanna be a gangsta rapper, boy, you get the dick
The Drunken Dragon, coming at you
And if I hear you say Brooklyn Zu, I say, "Yo,
it's hittin'
That shit so different
Power up like Kaioken time by the ten yeah yea I'm lifted
I've been cold yea
If you see me I've been frozen steady
around
I met a stranger. He already knew me by name
He carried a cross and asked if I'd like to trade
All of my lead for feathers
My gold for treasures
it a send
We flippin the pack who need it the most
Movin that lifted it goes coast to coast
I got the terps and I don’t mean to boast
When we hitting
You look like you do yoga and flexible probably vegan
Well if you don't mind I'll get behind and stretch you out this evening
You was crafted, you like
pondering trying to know
How much can I give?
How far does it go?
How deep does it get?
How much can I know?
Oh this love.
How beautiful you are
You
calling and you know I'm tryn' get lifted
You bussin' shots
You finna get caught
I got a king
Don't got no Glock
Motherfuckers hating, be all on my cock
Meditating by the crystals
Just thinkin im in the mood
Grab my body
Spark the blunt
Get me lifted
Just thinkin im in the mood
Please me baby
like a car dumb fool
Stop hiding emergency: 112 what I do
Nobody can undo
Can't beat my defence if you did a 1-2 pass
Past few cats only got a few class
stance, where I can get up, and do my dance, I'm just a
I'm just a man, befuddled by the pieces of the puzzle, trying to release from my struggle
And find
Change unto change, I've lost a friend
Spread my body thin, onto life's edge
Drama and periphery, bad things so dear to me
Think I oughta get out
or whether I'm true
But as she lifted her petticoat easy and slow
I rolled up my sleeves for to buckle her shoe
Get up and work from five until five
When
hustle it been stupid spent 112 on the cartier yo it play cupid
Talk numbers bring a budget we converse bring a camera get it in motion this aint no con
I had to do it
112 Grams I been selling Cupid's
Adderall keep me up I'm feeling zooted
Yo nigga pussy he don't really wanna get into it
Touchdown do
Doctor Miami Yo bitch ass get lifted
I’m smoking a spliff of the finest
Houdini the plug they don’t know where to find this
I wipe his nose like a sinus
We
But I gotta learn in order to teach
Then I gotta burn in order to reach
My niggaz
Yo, I see what I see day by day
Hoping that the Lord will pave
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