Lyrics:
you got it
You Think im surprised
Boy you'll get robbed by the end of the night
Yikes
My bitches on go
Ya tu lo sabes
We moving fast Como speedy
or something
That nigga that you with don't do right by you
I ain't trynna knock who you fucking with
Don't hesitate to block if you won't leave him baby
I ain't
HOOK:
Nigga I get this money that work move by word of mouth/What's beef like with me nigga fuck around & find out/These heauxes crawlin all on me
Thank you for your purchases, we doe out
And roll out the Kool-Aid, come and crop to see us pimp strut
Ain't really pimpin', I'm tryin' to catch the bus
hate the money
You want it, my nigga, come take it from me
Relate to money, I relate to money
If you a plate, I could taste the money
Never get out
over
It's me and mine, brother
At all times like that
Do it the real way when why y'all just stuck out on wax
Yo
Now how do you want it
Do you
on the street
Saying check it out
Find the duchess on duchess st.
Come on check it out
We got plans to make
We got people to meet
You won't find the lord
keep it on us we ain't slipping
My plug threw me three fishes get
The soda out and remix it
Squeeze biscuit close range ya
Shit'll be liquid i am
reaching the ceiling
i remix my Sprites I stay Sippin on bars
look at these diamonds somebody shuffle these cards
Fly shit only
You know I keep
I'm up and be down
They used to try to shit on me, lil' bitch, look at me now
If you can't see we fucking up, bitch you senile
I did this shit right by
Knock
Knock
At your top, don't call the cops, find your body with cadavers, rather ready, batter
Knock your teeth, out your skull, you a zero, left
the poor
And after all you can say you saw
Cypress Hill, stompin once more
I play it by ear, I love to steer
The fifty-seven Bel Air from here to there
're coming back to me
You said we're through before
You walked out on me before
I tried to tell you, but you didn't want to know
This time you
back to me
You gotta tell me you're coming back to me
I wait as the days go by
I long for the nights to go by
I hear the knock on my door that never
never protect
I just atacc
That was for the remix
With ya boy Phoenjx
But you took too long to release it
So you can have it
Take a stab at it
I don’t
Me and the boys we get to progressing
When I see you, man we get to the pressing
You think we is messing
We pull out the 9 and you getting to begging,
up traps, you get trapped, then it's over
Your soul out your body, but still get ate by the vultures
Leave you there to rot, we sittin' outside your
to drive it home
How you let this sorry sucker drive you home
I have no idea
I want this for real
Lost in this forever
Down and out
We're feeling pretty
That I can't get enough
Can't get enough
Baby you figured me out
Without a doubt You knock me out
I'm struck
Struck
I'm Struck
Now where you been hiding
Knock 'em out, sell 'em, move on, it's a fast buck and the race is on to get in, get out, get what you want, get out it's the short term, the long term
'Cause you come from the ghetto, love 'em from the ghetto
Girl you're the type I like, that's why I keep you right, you out the ghetto
Love 'em from
a badboy grime remix then just give me or Skepta the P, safe!
You hype too much, but I don't see you fight too much
That's why you're not liked too much
mouth piece
Grip the stiffy on his couch
Knock him out
Ugh
Daddy
Gave me no budget for the Patek
He like when I get real nasty
Spit in my mouth while you
And have you heard of
The pyro kinetic homeboy?
Diablo icon, followed by him walking out of
A flaming house with his hands up
Surrendering to a large police
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