Lyrics:
disco stick
No quick head in my bed I can't have that
I want that long neck not talking giraffe neck
Ain't no laying down man we 'bout to have late fun
Galore, James Bond
Only time you touch a trigga is when you fucked Trey Songz
Coke head, you cheated on your man with Ebro
I might leak the footage
mama tell me Los I ain't afraid of you
Fuck you during 15 percent of all my skrilla
Man that's the mother of my children I can't kill her
So I break
to spit flip the script rip the mic
You can get it however you want it
'Cause I can spit it however ya like
Man, shit be tight nigga ya might need
antient, and cryptic
Chicken is sickning but liver he’ll lick it
I tricked him when i ate a little beef on a biscuit
I thought he had missed it but but he
But he could sort it out
And how realised it must be hard for me
Living on my own in this property
With no man to do the little jobs around
I just sat
and splashed by the hundreds
I don't ask if I want it, my attitude is running
I don't ask if I want it, my attitude is running, yup
Mega ice neck, with some
by d night eh ah ah)( Shua)
I know what u bless no man fit curse am oooo ( ah ah)
I know u lift me up, no man fit bring me downnnnn
Everynite we dy
from the airport if I wanna
[?] fishin' for plugs, we coulda died in California
I don't give a fuck, I want my daughter to witness
Get a man who like
The Cartier vintage like ghost rabbit's
Man sent to Dennis Wilson crib, so lavish
We went up in his face with a stone hatchet
Southpaw, fight with the Left
Like
pops Draco tuck you in goodnight
Be a better man, him I can be
Man I just began, I'm just gettin fancy
Top in the sedan and I be swervin cause I cant see
I get blowed
Yes I smoke
I get blowed
I blow I blow I blow Yea
I roll I roll I roll Yea
I smoke I smoke I smoke Yea
Yea Im stoned
Yea Im stoned
I
because I learn when I'm losin'
So try and beat me twice you know you can risk it
But I take the whole cake, some cheese and all of the biscuits
There's no
Clowns yeah, yeah, yeah
Pick me up when I'm down, yeah, yeah
The disco ball spinning
All the music and the women
And the shots of tequila
Man
You were old enough to marry
I was young enough to love
You were taken by the heart
I was touched by the dove
We were there right on time
The perfect
take a thing from me
Fuck you thought what you on
If you ain't get it by now
I don't need you for nothing I got it under control
Man your girl a fan you
shrimp scampi
I go ape, I go chimpanzee on every beat that they hand me
I've been branded as the man who gon' handle my hood advancement
Out the slum, I
Yo it's the weekend, time for freakin, no doubt
Hit the mall, get a hookup, night falls and I'm out
Pick up my man (Whattup Hobbes?) from around my
to this hammer that I hafta tote
Stash ya kno, I'm killin em, only nigga on the Ave. with coke
Only man in the house, I gotta bring in cash
And those two
Mmm!
Popey with the peanuts?!
Pull up, Pecan!
Let's have one last dance
Before you get a new man
I'm going to need to sew my heart getting into this
to listen
There’s no care in my position
There’s No asking my permission
Only taking time no tickets
Only breaking eggs no biscuits
Only miss me when I
isn’t sage enough. You must consult someone even more sager: my fahjah, or at least the man I wish was my fahjah.
UNCLE WALTER:
Dine Sore flared his
who ain't put in no work and say marry me
Free him out the pen, got many years behind you a married man
Like 50, lost my Cents, I done talked to many
could hear was a walky talky saying "I got em"
I'm asking the charge, yeah you know he shot em
We biscuit printed plus your first henes borrowin
I
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