Lyrics:
I'mma dip (Imma dip)
Kunoichi rolling wit me rolling with a Feudal Lord (Who he is?)
Bowin' at Momoyama like temple in Fushimi Ward
Ninjas try and cut me
re-up money in them IG flicks that nigga an imposter
Ridin round wit 26 hard 14 soft in my boxers
Skinny nigga wit 4-5 that bitch got me walkin awkward
Intro - You know, You know what I just wanna kick it wit you. You on my mind lil mama yes all the time I just wanna kick it wit you.
1st Verse (Dub
face nigga I got that shi from my mama
Niggas hidin' they flaws by dressin' up in designer
It'll never work
Niggas askin' me for features write a better
Poppin by Vani
Prod by. ChiChi Beatz
Chorus:
I’m in my drop six,
Bad bitch she roll wit me she wanna hop in,
Zooted up I touch the stars, now I’m
' wit me, cause I ride wit' the bros
Gettin' to the cash, you rather play wit ya nice
Never seen a bitch that I would pay for
I just go and get it, you
I'm blowing dope i'm smoking on propane
I'm goin hunnid on the interstate
I'm ridin' dirty, I got them drugs with me
I'm ridin' dirty, I got
Intro/Chorus:
Now ya got the Krazy, Krazy wit da Books
Yes yes y'all, yes y'all, yes y'all, yes y'all
Now ya got the Krazy, Krazy wit da Books
Yes
Wit' somethin' for ya
Get rocked by my midnight Glock
Sniper through sound vocal rifles
To invade the block
Fuckin' bitch paid the price of a snitch
stainless Coupe and Verts brainless
Y'all don't wanna fuck wit me, the trunk be at bangin
Of the chain danling, y'all know that i'm form C.P
[Hook]
[Andre
me show you what the MAC do (come on)
If you don't know by now, then you slippin'
I'm on some bullshit that's got me jackin', niggas flippin'
Let my
to keep it real
That's when I advance
Worried bout the planet
Call me preacher cuz I plan it
You can't steal my action
Roll the road wit my at-traction
You
Here we go, im here for mo
Doin this everyday
So i could go pro
Ridin wit my boo
She know wat to do
Been workin overtime hours
At the fontainebleau
I
the jungle
Be careful not to stumble they know I got that work by the bundle
Catch me wit a quarter piece
Somethin' from the middle east
Show em'
and they show synthetic pity
Road blocks are set up by robots, cops to check your code wit a red dot
You can hear man plead for his self esteem
For
by gold diggers (uh)
Rockin' Bejor denims, wit gold zippers (c'mon)
Lost your touch we kept ours, poppin' Cristals
Freakin' the three-quarter
Intro/Chorus: The Lox
Can I live til my last day
Hittin honies that be na-sty
Gettin money in the fast way
And I only care halfway
But I still can't
another day of workin
My boss is on my back and I'm about to go berserkin
Catch a fit money grip 'cause pumpin gas is a bitch way
Niggas be ridin by my job
to break lips, but she wasn't tryin to have it
Playin me close like ??? metal to a magnet
Then she shouted: "Dane, I can't wait to get you naked!"
Ridin
at the bottom
I live at the top
And no I can’t stop wit the flexing
You better watch
Verse 1
U got a mans
But U on my cock
Getting money
So u give me
the intro not talkin' bout shit
She popped a pill, I popped a pill
Ridin' 180 I got my steel I can't get killed
I'ma drive it like a race car hand onna'
I'll be on the way
Call me when you want
Call me when you need
Call me out by your name
I'll be on the way, like
Mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm
Ayy,
[Intro: Snoop Dogg]
Check this out baby girl
There's a few things I wanna explain to you, ya know
Now if you gon' be with me we gotta vibe together
[Intro:]
Yo guess who's back Av Yo stizzle Give em what the
[Verse 1]
Come on,Baby tell me what you want from me,
I can see the way you checkin
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