Lyrics:
My feet Dior my pants Amiri from the waist to the neck it's Givenchy
Bitches be tempting they shaking that ass
I don't know who to pick I got plenty
the moment
If I had to keep em on file
I'll call it stuffed crust
And I'd bring it from the past call it
Hut one Hut two
Never gave a what
Son told me not
WHAT when WHAT when class ends
The teacher points at the door: "Go be with your friends!"
YUP! My rep was in effect to keep in step
So I stopped
talented, and can't handle it
And your homegirls can't be your manager
365 times four, plus more
If yan't get it right, tell me, do you got the stamina?
the cannons
And by the top of the mornin we gon pull up like what’s hannin
So
A ten hut listen it’s the captain
It was brought to my attention that the others
this life keep getting shorter
So suit up and be prepared for this thug world order
[Layzie]
It be that element of surprise and got you niggaz looking
on my grave
My family I'm always gone support
You don't fuck with me
That's ya lost
I'ma keep it tight
I'm just passing by
Catch the real ones
In
In my little thatched hut
Where blue green grass grows by the brook
I lounge and I look
I lounge and I look, I lounge and I look
For my own true
little mammy, what'll it be? hips or lips?
Harry snatches sister ob'dewlla 'x' away from thing-fish, bashing himself with it in an irrational manner.
by
I'm gonna be in the game
Watch me playing
I'm comin' with it, you know
Let's get to startin' the show
Turn up the lights, hit the stage
No more
thoughts disorderly just like they outta be
It's more to me in accord to me
Just mad at the smoke and the mirrors, image, perceptions and the forgery
right (But you)
Told me be honest and we'll be okay (We'll be okay)
But you can't keep no promise, you lied to my face (You lied to my face)
Wear my heart
Ay, we gon' bring it to the max
We gon' bring it to the max
We gon' bring it to em', yahhhh
Let's go, let's go, hut one, hut two
Comin' from the '04,
of the world on our shoulders
So bruh beef it up do it big no restraint
I'ma do what I gotta I'ma choose no complaint
Keep the Christlike conscience consider me
don’t give a fuck about a shooter, I keep the torch
Everybody getting them a tag, I cleaned the store
Get it, I’m smoking stank I be gym socking
Smoke in
name was not to become what I became with this level of fame
My soul is possessed by this devil
My new name is
Rain Man
Now in the Bible, it says
Didn't know by now better ask around town that I keep one rolled like a one wheeled scooter
Lanky ass n***a with the stanky pack, n***a
Murder horoscopes,
Down, Set, Hut
Runn Itt
Straight thru the hole
Pump fake
Play action
Straight to the goal
We finna Runn itt
Runn itt
Runn itt
Game calling fa me
Say
Down, Set, Hut
Runn Itt
Straight thru the hole
Pump fake
Play action
Straight to the goal
We finna Runn itt
Runn itt
Runn itt
Game calling fa me
Say
better know how he coming before the Anti-Christ be showin
Wonders and signs
He told you the times
It's all in the book
Don't go by how it look
Everybody
Joy of the Lord is my strength, yeah
Hut 1 hut 2
Think I'm crazy? (yeah)
Reading Psalm 91, I'm in the shadow, but I ain't shady
Man that tongue be
grandma, I can still see my guys
Turned his back, must've felt let down
Heard a down-set-hut, what you gon' bet now?
Yeah, I used to be a twerp, bitch,
wanna do
My fools be tryna slide, I'm tryna get the breesh and keep it cool
And even though we movin' shit, we stayin' on our P's and Q's
Watch out,
swinging
Am I crazy
Do you feel me
Always judgin
It makes me angry
People always buggin
Ask me how I feel
Cause I keep it a hunnid
I'm tryna fix what I broke
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