Lyrics:
to East Greenwich through
Every state with a sentence
Frozen weight in the cooter
Ten plates to soup ya
1 2's we oughta cruise right
By the state troopers
waves popping, hella sick
I just paid 20k cash fo a new whip
Where the tricks at?
Rich nigga big flex
Gucci bag, good sex
Nasty nigga loose neck
Ugh
and the alimony
Is why I'm broke, but I don't care because
My impact is mandatory in a age of fake and
I'm perplexed by the hate
Why flex in your songs if
They
done
Then I hops in my coupe to make a quick run
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Lick on these nuts and suck the dick
Gets the fuck on after
done
Then I hops in my coupe to make a quick run
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Lick on these nuts and suck the dick
Gets the fuck on after
Yeah Yeah
Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah
Hands too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
Temper too quick
Think I'm
You're going to see me go wild out in public
I'm Clowning
I'm Clowning
I'm Clowning
I'm Clowning
Bro! I get down, baby. I get down
I'm Clowning
I'm
you
Fuck with me I'm a thug
You already know how we come I'm
In the hood where the drugs, and the slugs
Nigga already know just how we gone come
You pay
Pistol by the dresser, 'cause I'm sleepin' by my pistol, ho (brrt)
I don't tongue wrestle, when you speakin' on my bitches, ho (gang, gang, gang)
I can't
melon in now
With a pistol so big yo it could lift
A hippo and knock an elephant down
Akh, I punch a lot, I'm tellin' you now
And that fake-ass ice that
need some new shoes, Momma need a kitchen
Stack your money up, I'm a boss bitch (boss)
Pussy so rich nigga, I can talk shit (aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)
morning)
I was broke yesterday (yeah)
I was rich by the morning (the morning)
Yeah, rich by the morning
Yeah, rich by the morning
New whip, with
while I'm working in my office it's
Mr won't lose, brand new old schools
Jordan shoes rookie year, cars older than my peers
Live life no fear or you'll
on creek like I'm Dawson
She gon' hit the stage, bet he tossin'
Swimmin' in the wave, I got lost in
I got a brand new coupe, uh (coupe)
I got a brand
Real hot girl shit
Yeah, I'm in my bag, but I'm in his too
And that's why every time you see me, I got some new shoes
Ah, muah, ay, look
(Lil Ju
a bitch
I'm trying to stay rich
No time to concentrate on hoes
Even if I fuck that bitch
Do the freakiest shit
By the mornin, I got the go
Yeah, I got all
tongue
Lick 'em places niggas wouldn't dare put they faces (come on)
Before I die, hope I one day can float by
In the brand new tres uno ocho
Now when
tongue
Lick 'em places niggas wouldn't dare put they faces (come on)
Before I die, hope I one day can float by
In the brand new tres uno ocho
Now when
Big dawg, I'm for real, I don't need co-signin'
Might go get me 'Cat or a Scat, no mileage (skrrt)
In the city where I'm from, we ain't have no God
a limp
I'm on my pimp
Copo conductor
On the train
Tryna get rich
They flapping their lips
I give em a Kiss
30 by 30's
That's on the list
The Glass ceiling
now I'm sick and simply rich, grippin' wood and flippin' chrome
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game
gonna shit
Painting them pictures
Given em tricks
Just like I'm Magic
Givin em havoc
Everything nice I gotta have it
Every bitch bad guess it's a habit
lunch by lakes
MJand meet a hundred different bitches when I drop new tapes
I had to sacrifice, get things right
In this rap life, I paid my dues
ass up in the Ramada
Them trick niggas in her ear sayin' they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar tryna get a drink up out her
She like my
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