Lyrics:
the subs and 15's for the tweeters posted up by
The tray, like gangstas with the heaters
Gangbangin is my shit nigga
Is you still gon' be my homie if I
I'm cumn at (Cumn at)
I'm about to go dumb in that (Dumb in that)
Shoulda never let me get none of that (None of that)
Word to Yung Joc I sprung that
sprung a leak
I'm insane so we'll never be together
Uhh, uhh
She move her body like a freak-a-leek
Glrtt, bahh
Bro toast his body, we not in the heat
plague in the streets
I've sprung traps, confused maps, chasing the crown
I'm chasing the crown till he bites the apple
I was licking my lips till his
then I never call, huh
(Never call)
Big pitbull, I'm a dog, huh (Rrr)
I just wanna get inside them jaws, huh
(Uh, huh)
She suckin' on a nigga like
Cause I’ve been trying to figure out
Figure out a way
I haven’t seen the Sun in a few days
Judging by the lockdown of New York City
Spring hasn’t sprung
You know it doesn't seem right, that my free time should fly by but, the daunting tasks of the work day drag on. I'm getting sick of busting my ass,
what's the trick man?
When your up on the stage
Just let your inhibitions out
Sprung loose from a cage
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PRE
Do what I want
Play what I feel
I'm a real
free, constricting by the motherfuckin' boundaries
An ounce of weed or an pound of dro
Couldn't place you on the planet where
I'm transmitting life
got me noid
I never should've started fucking with that 40
Now sprung out, stuck on the killa trip
Trippin like a motherfucker, but now I'm through with
[Chorus: Juvenile]
I'm about to bounce back b-bounce bounce back
I'm about to bounce back b-bounce bounce back
Bounce back bounce back b-bounce
the dogs that's drivin' around in Beaumont
Lookin' for some cat
All you pitbulls should know by now
That hundreds in a roll look like tuna in a bowl
are created
equal.
That they are endowed by their creator with certain inalienable
rights.
That among these rights are Life, Yes sir!, Liberty,
Pac
Hey
What's happenin'
Not motherfuckin' double R, Richie Rich
What's happenin' baby, you know how we do it
Yeah nigga, you know I'm up out
at the wall
I'm surrounded by people but no one caring at all
And now I'm stuck, who I'm posed to trust
All these people fake I push the breaks and now it's
years
I ain't just got ends, I end careers
Cosigned by the allmighty pac
When I drop science like? I'm not lyin'
Put a scar on your face like Simba's
She said I'm handsome
How the fuck I'ma take care
Of everybody? That's a handful
Everyday I dog a different bitch
I'm a pitbull
Watch where the fuck you
Feel like lil shorty got me sprung
Killing that Pussy murder one
I need you here when I can't sleep
Car sex
The bed we going dumb
A broken child since I
like
See now we only been together
For a few months (Few months) but it feels like
Forever and I'm so sprung (So sprung)
Yeah you got me doing things
then I stopped by the bar
Madelyn asked hey if you could go
Skinny dipping with any hot celebrity
Which one would it be
Without hesitation
The BEEP
I heard that codeine and whiskey
One fucking hell of a mixture
I just keep sipping and sipping
While I'm digging your figure
You see me looking
fools misuse my abilities, doin drive-by shootin everything
they see,
I'm quick to cap it in yo life if you tempt me,
playin Russian ruelet but is
You be yellin' boom-boom when you really pum-pum
See, my flow hotter than noon in June, June (kyuh)
If Biggie was alive, he'd sign me
I'm the New
the tropics
Ooh baby what is you doing
Got me up under influence
Hardly sprung to tell the truth
But it's just something about you
Wavy hair waterfall by her
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