Lyrics:
like hell yeah
Tryna run away she'll kill ya
I gave D to a evil chick
Made her the devil
Thought you'd get me high
But you took me to a lower level
Try
a drive-by
bow bow bow bow
People, they be hating, Man that's something i know Too well
You posted in the back asking God for a blue shell
I got the game
kick HIYA
2 2 3 Shells flying by ya
Cold world I stay wit that fire
True shit no liar
I'm the new Mixtape Messiah
I keep that heat by my side cause its
hope, addiction call me all the time
Can't get a fix, that bitch so sick, she'll overdose on my demise
Can't tell her shit, this devil chick ain't learn
in
somebody else's business, looking for something, but 'cha know, for what
it's worth -
we could give a fuck!
(chorus)
Me'shell: Girlfriend,
from state to state,and bring her nigga the pound
She'll let you use her house, so you can hide tha work
A real soldierette'll hold the thang off in here
whatever you like, whatever you like
(She'll do whatever I like)
Ladies grab your guy by the hand, let them know that you're versatile
Let them know you run
(Charlie Tuna in the morning 1-0-4)
It's 8-0-8 you'll never believe this, Laurie (hm)
In the studio right now (yeah?) Two Charlie Tunas (uh)
back?
Another man damaged by the vanishing act
Vanishing act, just another trick of the trade
Fuck a chick and get laid then you dip and escape
That's
she goes she'll roll over in a solid gold casket
When I was young Muhammad Ali had me sprung
'cause he was the champion, as the champion he was my
greedy when she see me on the TV That's the only way she'll see me
See me like I'm overseas She's in her feeling feel me
New girl say she love me Ain't
the rugged bandit get on it
Never wanna leave the bed she’ll tell her job she at home sick
I caught her vibe otherwise be catching a thrown fit
My old chicks
main chick like a hooper bitch better give it and go
Watch me
Bounce
If yo chick came in my house
Just know she came in my house
That's something you
with
The pierced native tongue
Probably speak in accents like it's
Hard to calm her
I use a metal tortoise shell as my body armor
I got a mutated gold
She the finest girl in the club, In the club
She's the finest girl in the club, Won't be long she'll be at my tub
Finest girl in the club. In
She the finest girl in the club, In the club
She's the finest girl in the club, Won't be long she'll be at my tub
Finest girl in the club. In
She the finest girl in the club, In the club
She's the finest girl in the club, Won't be long she'll be at my tub
Finest girl in the club. In
the bo-legged wit the curves just like a model
Project chick but pretty just like a model
When I'm rollin through the hood she on dubs
Don't mind gettin in
at 11: 00 y'all was
Leavin' 6: 00 in the mornin'
Cause them underage bitches had to be
To school by 8: 00
My belt always a lil' loose
To get a handgun
When we getting by
All the doubters forget about em
We puffing lyfe always high
Up in the clouds and
We drive ya wild every time we hit a thousand
like a swerve on a curveball and murder y'all
Ain't shit to me (uh huh), rap stacked in plaques
I'm history, these wack chicks can't get with me
You
In Jimmy Choo's
High heels but the mountain's
Top she'll never choose
She'll set up for a dude & precious medals
A slave to his money by his
Chains you
Yea
HMM
Henny money Mafia
I'm just talking bout my side piece
Not talking about my 9 piece
Cause shawty is a dime piece
Fuck with her she'll turn
drive by occassionally
And if one day I happen to see her outside, she wave to me,
Imagine what she'll say to me
This ain't no time to be afraid no more
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