Lyrics:
niggas do is talk
We not one in the same
Stay in your lane
Disrespect I'll dip in your dame
Fuck all the fame
I'm in my bag getting my change
I'll mix
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
...They say... you shouldn’t risk sleep
Stay grindin till your knees go week
That's life on repeat...week by week
Let me blaze my problems sheet by
won't change nigga
I'll put my whole team on, I'm talking bench too
And I've been scoring in all quarters, niggas benced who
I'll snatch a nigga, and his
Jimmy Johnson
Take Tommy Thompson
And take my best friend, Bo
Take anybody that you want
As long as she don't go
Take any boy in the world
Daddy
wash
At the strip club
At the race track
We get that washed
At the laundro
At the car show
Out the backdo’
AMERICA
I got a lil problem
By the way my name
that's my fetish
Kick the smooth style, I hope that y'all can get it
And if you don't you dig it you got it come on and kick it
C'mon now, come come
know we tug but still we cool
Know I made a promise to stand by you
Yea I meant it too
Remember we was talkin bout designer buy ya jimmy choo
We was
i'll still be happy
Ain't nothing changed but the game i'll remain the same till I need a cane
Till i'm on my way through them pearly gates nothing wrong
Because you will get kill by a guy named Jimmy George
That's the mothaf**king prince
You know that my music is the shit
Your girl always talk about my style
London style when I hit
Nice try with your pretty little trick
Go harder than your cries when you slobber on my dick
I'll be drowning in your lies, hold me
to Illinois
I got no choice but to live by the sword
For my actions and my thoughts are rejected by the lord!
[Chorus: x2]
From the dark side of S.D.
to Illinois
I got no choice but to live by the sword
For my actions and my thoughts are rejected by the lord!
[Chorus 2x]
From the dark side of S.D.
You all
insane, Jimmy and Scarface, I'm a legend
So many past lives I'm on my 7th heaven
Any second I could hit my eighth and be up out of this place
Baptized in
you're acting crazy
You have me by the throat but you still need me
I guess you're nothing like me
Swear to god we're not the same
But I change, you
me you can't
I promise you I'll show you that you can
Perception of my mind
I'm just going through it
Rolling through it
Quick
Let me start with my
The government ain't gone give us shit
So I'll take it on my own (now does that make me a rebel)
Good! Cause I had a pound in the car
On my way to Hollywood
pointing fingers I'll blame myself
Don't need nobody I like to turn up all by self, lets go
Skurr skurr im gone
Blurp blurp stop hitting my phone
We need
Approach you and post a minute, arm on my double-R tinted
As you pass by, winkin' my eye, freshly scented
What's the haps, baby? (What's up?)
Come get
Approach you and post a minute, arm on my double-R tinted
As you pass by, winkin' my eye, freshly scented
What's the haps, baby? (What's up?)
Come get
yaji
On my knees prayed to God, kuma Ya ji
Ko da mai, sai dai haters su yi zagi
Said my style's out of play kaman Inzagi
Bala'i
Black boi Dan sanda karma
in last place
Waiting for a tour man its passing me by
Back on track I'm running my laps
I'll prolapse
My body's gonna hate this
Focus some more
Not
TStarz on the beat let's get it
I make power moves
Ye ye
I hold it down I bet high all the time
Cause I make power moves
Ye ye
You know my style I
Jimmy Swaggart
I could watch him sing gospels all day
But anyhow, after Psalm 4, the silver staff band
He said, "Please change this, I can't take it
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