Lyrics:
coast, just to balance my PH
Brand new Bentley coupe, girl this ain't no CLA
Don't mind your dude, you can get it either way
This dirty work and rap done
Cannon but I ain't no Piccolo
Join the inner circle like my name is Chris Jericho
Need a bad girl just like Marlyn Monroe
Can I make past 27, shit I don't
bitch
Say you all about ya money but I'm really getting rich
Man these niggas just be talking shit I swear they full of shit ya
Tell the city girls come
bitch
Say you all about ya money but I'm really getting rich
Man these niggas just be talking shit I swear they full of shit ya
Tell the city girls come
chose to doubt me
Got me thinking to myself
Don't want no one, nobody else
Ain't got time for nobody, no
Only care about Nakitah, bro
I'm in this bitch
You don't wanna know
You never get it.. no.. no.. no..
Oohh no...
[Chorus]
I'm alive just to see you go
leave me by myself just to see you go
so just
oh! (one by one!)
Whoa oh oh! whoa oh oh oh (girl put your body on me!)
Baby when we leave this club tonight, club tonight, club tonight
I wanna see
forgive me, just as filthy as the next nigga
No excuses, but just put in work for Lex Lugers
Laptop computers, the power of smack
This wasn't Compton, look
the soap
Goldie Loc, Tray Deee, Too Short, no doubt
Tell 'em how we eat and what we all about, nigga
These hoes know, what's up, niggaz been havin' game
It's OPP, time other people's what you get it
There's no room for relationship there's just room to hit it
How many brothers out there know just what
passion
Is Risin'
And i just wanna blow your mind
Have you cummin everytime
If you want it
I got it
Let me make you happy
Girl i promise
No Denyin'
Tell me
a new one Pour me a new one
I got the blunt by the deuce I got a cup by the deuce
Pour me another I'm up by the deuce pour me another I'm up by the deuce
you know I'm bout a dollar hoe
Where you going, what's yo name girl
I cut straight to the chase girl
I just want a taste
Of that itty bitty waist
Take
ride for that…
Ain’t no need to doubt it
Ain’t gotta lie ‘bout that…
Gon see me in the future
With diamonds all on my wrist
I could never quit
I’m just
Shawty like cash, she just like me for real
And the way she throw it back
That girl worth more than mil, mil, mil
No girl holds a candle,
your girl like
the whole drum civic flock yo' lambo
Rock my roca pants low
No, my name ain't Lindsay
But yo' girl gimme low hand (Lohan) though
I got swave like ta ta
You in
stay up and dance through the whole of the night (night)
We could make mad dough
Go out all of the time
I ain't got no doubts be my partner in crime
Walkin' into stores and knowing I can own it
I'm killin' every style there is no other suspects
No need for a thermometer cause I'm as hot as it gets
One mistake
Sometimes that's all it takes
One wrong move
Sometimes there's just not room
I never saw it coming it took me by surprise ct the time it
His 40 on the curb, disturbed and left with no doubt in his mind,
But still sometimes he don't know why
He walkin' around just hopin'
He get one more
the questions, you give the reply
MC Chip, Big Rob and Bud
Rockin on the waterbed, knockin on the rugs
I'm just playing, what I'm saying ain't ill
Girl you
before.
We nobodies who are anybody believe it.
We anybodies who are everybody have no doubts.
Out of the cheating, out of the shouting.
Deep
still!
You the only person who moves me
So I got myself stuck in this moment
Why you moving fast girl why you cruising
Take it slow and chill let's just
(Okay)
She told me she a wife
I told her hit me when she ain't one
Then you tell ya mama you gone Whip her up some grandsons
I'll just slide ahead
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