Lyrics:
I was on prime time before I let y'all know
And you prolly won't wanna hear my music no mo'
But it's all good, man, I love y'all
Hope you know that
My folks said you'll know what I mean
When you get older, I was only a tee
Thinking that I was a grown up please, I had so much to see
Thinking
can't go)
Don C, Nigo, in the same row (the same row)
Ayy, I swear Paris will be prayed for
I need Casablanca by the caseload (caseload)
Silks with
get cheese and smoke green with my guys
I'm on a green diet, I don't want no french fries
I just wanna get by, I just wanna get high
I just wanna
know it's real
Take you around the world 'cause you my baby girl
I know you feelin' good, I know you feelin' right
You see me ridin', you ridin' wit
the cup bitch what up
I'mma be a millionaire
Gotta speak it to existence
They don't wanna see me there
But I'mma let them be my witness
Shitting on em' like
'm on the block, Yayo in the coffee pot
Yayo in the rental car, I'm sold out by ten o'clock
Chicken soda, chickens flock, pimp 'em like I'm on the sky
On my third
hours
From the bedroom to the shower
In the sheets to the leather seats
In the suite by heavy
I backtrack my mistakes
Sip the finest grapes
Been through
It's a Friday night and I'm feeling good
Me and my boys are going up around the neighborhood
Gotta cup of Jack I'm sipping by The Shack
Hear
I said go go gadget
Flipped over the casket
Brains on acid
Flames from the tongue
Hardbody never flaccid
Styles they wanna grasp it
Truth they wanna
up my mind (true)
When I see that chicken I just drool like a
Fool
Eatin' that chicken you know I lickin'
The ice cream you put in my cup (Yeah)
When I
chillin' at the rib shack
Wishin' I can bring my dawg from the fuckin' jailmates
Peepin' out the window, yeah (yeah)
All I see is a bunch of opps tryna
Help me with my statements
I was saving in my savings
From a three bedroom shack I was raised in
The condos out in Jersey full
Of J west paintings
Talk
blowing up my pager, the shit's gettin major
A favor for a favor, this dick is what I gave her
Something to go by and bitches know why
Stuff dick in they
That's the devil, they always wanna dance
See, we go out with a bang (Bang, bang)
I'm tryna work this cold thang
And take this whole thang
I get the money
sees crack babies becoming enemies of their own families
Armageddon come you know we soon done
Gun by my side just in case I gotta run
A boy
no wealth
So I whined up dancin by my God damn self
But I pay my money, just like you
And baby I'ma do what I came to do
You see I can't wait around
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois Lane"
"And you could be my boyfriend,
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois Lane"
"And you could be my boyfriend,
the cut with Kurupt, come and play with me, yeah
If you wanna be with me
Stay with me, play with me
Come Kurupt, bring your stuff to me
My sweet baby
, stayed by the shack like Kobe young
Back when I played Zelda wit my homie Quan
Bloods tried to recruit, like c'mon man you know we strong
Moms used
cause we got a kid together, I'm stuck with her, nah
(Repeat)
My baby's motha be buggin', she wanna blast stick bitches
One of them talk shit,
me like palmi
I swear na only you ginger me
Na you I fit to take see mummy o
Baby you get my pincode
I fall i no wan rise
Your love dey high my six
Baby drop down and show me what you got
Hear the music getting loud, people bouncing at the drop
By now I can't even think, homie steps into my spot
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