Lyrics:
on the ringtone
Got u gully gully on the mental It's just money money bank load
Like woah...
Outro - Figuero Jones
I abide by a specific energy
these spirits
two for the show
You got my beat, now here I go
You see, this DJ, he gets down
Mixing records while they go round
With the hiddip, the hop, ya just
fans when they see me
My nigga, I'm plottin' to get rid of you
Was missin' my man, he fresh out, he just did a bid or two
I knew this nigga since
y'all niggas just got involved
My appetite for guns is similar to carnivores
Dislike me you head on, fight me you dead wrong
Cause now a days you only get
Bad Boys
Bad Boys
In the mix
My love
Now you’re lying lonesome
With visions of blue
Vision in you
Again you let your heart go
And when ever you do
It’s
feet yeah just move your feet
Just move your feet
Like we do it in the street
You already know me
Lil Andrew Carnegie
Just keep it clean
You know we rep
improvements
You bout to see an invasion, mix the hustle with the patience
I'm bout to bring a tsunami down, shoulda never let the wave it
LLC or the DBA, it
(YEAH!)
"Crunk Juice" nigga run the club that you in (HEY!)
You scary motherfuckers don't wanna bring the ruckus (NAH!)
You just spend all your time
(YEAH!)
"Crunk Juice" n**** run the club that you in (HEY!)
You scary motherf***ers don't wanna bring the ruckus (NAH!)
You just spend all your time
(YEAH!)
"Crunk Juice" n**** run the club that you in (HEY!)
You scary motherf***ers don't wanna bring the ruckus (NAH!)
You just spend all your time
I got 5 breads and 2 fish I remember when I was on selfish shit now I only bake cake just to share da shit boy if u ain’t never thought legacy I guess
stay down just to live a better way
How many blacks gotta die by the hands of another
Don't you understand that man's the same color so that man is
Now you tellin' on your team before they read you your rights, nahhh
Big man, up in the mix man
Movin' the bricks man, standin' in quick sand
You
bullshit, right back out on these streets
Just remember that you did this to yourself
Yeah, you did it to yourself
Now you gotta suffer the consequences
Looks like I've got a tiger by the tail.
Well, I thought the day I met you you were meek like a lamb
Just the kind to fit my dreams and plans
Hey and now
nigga, I'm Ye
Yeah, style on you bitches
Flyin' birds before OVO put the owl on the stitches
I've been in the mix, DeLeon with the FN on
It's hit
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
have to funk wit' me
But you did, now I'm going all out, kid
And I got mad love to give
You're all
I need
To get by
(W-w-wild, I'm about to blow)
daddy is
Just so you know I bet somebody half my pay
And from the looks of things I should
Be getting some extra cash today
Ain't you Irish? No?
I was
went insane like Jones too just by proxy listening to this bullshit
So badly did I want populism in Trump to be real
The movement was real it was
know I won't go easy
Keep that glizzy tucked (right)
I keep it so G
Thuggin by my lonely
All my people look at me
To get us out thats on me
These bitters
know my face
When I pass by betcha girl'll wave "Hey!"
They feelin my dougies
Fresh like dougie
But not dougie fresh
Dougie Z
I'm thuggin
And you
to go talk to her or something bruh
What am I supposed to say bruh?
I mean just say something man you making both of us look bad
She over there looking
(YEAH!)
"Crunk Juice" nigga run the club that you in (HEY!)
You scary motherfuckers don't wanna bring the ruckus (NAH!)
You just spend all your time
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