Lyrics:
Ay, for the Gambino, nigga
5200 shit
Heard you new to the city, I'm your tour guide
Stop here, let me get a cream soda and a three-five
Pure pack,
get at me
Word
Go visit my cousin right quick
He always told me if you need anything fam, just take it yo
I could go tonight, I know he not home
So
Grillz)
Fuck with me, baby (haan)
Life is hard, tell death to take it easy
(DJ Drama) Montana
Check the penthouse, word to Dyckman, you ain't see
slangin
Not bangin
This mics not for you
Don’t get it twisted
I’m not your sister
Or fancy like bow ties
Just let me
Between Those
Thighs
So I can
white boy, go
Lay down and boogie and play that funky music till you die.
Play that funky music Come on, Come on, let me hear
Play
Sofroni, large, too white, cold-eyed, looked at her
Will you buy my hair? asked Della
I buy hair, said Mrs. Sofroni
Take your hat off and let me take a look
what
You need to be, You need to let
That go just remember that all you
Need is motivation and compassion
For yourself, you can become just
Like me
pass you by
I get up, I get down
III I Get Up, I Get Down
In her white lace, you could clearly see the lady sadly looking
Saying that she'd take
fight, is a chance to so unite
Every lesson in the wrong, it can be rendered right
There is opportunity, be the change you want to see
Let's set ourselves
Y'all nigguz plain', gossipin', y'all ain' really about it
I'm speakin' tha right shyt, I'mma say it proudly
Y'all doubt me, but I'm followin' my
have a brain
Im rocking off-white and its plain
Swear These Niggas be lame
I can't even explain
These bitches be dumb
But be giving me brain, so cant
mean I don't believe in
Something just cause I don't believe
That there's an invisible man that whispers
To me in the sky
You might be a little
Moment by moment
Flashbacks of you
Polaroid pictures
Of me and you
Drive-in movies
Midnight gaze
Memories that will never fade
Take me back
To classic days
not take it there
They hiding in plain sight in sheep's clothes
That ain't a smile boy they teeth showing
And the worst thing you can do
Is mistake
sociopathic father who'd snort white lines
And yet, go ahead girl and let your light shine
Unless, maybe there ain't none
It's why I write rhymes
I'm the same
choice. I don’t know how I’m gon’ make it. (Girl. You want to role with me?)
And the breakdown to each? I don’t know how y’all gon’ take it. (But it’s plain
you're a rockstar
My momma talkin' to me, tryna tell me how to live
White boy, white boy, in your cop car
But I don't listen to her, 'cause my head is
Can't be giving you a taste (no, no, no, no)
They're tryna force the fame
No, no, hoe, I don't really want the fame (Quincy, Tellem)
Take my girl
What, wha, wha, wha, wha
What, wha, wha, wha, wha
Cash Money Millionaires
Bout to take it there
Yellow Viper, yellow Hummer, Yellow Benz
little body-adi-adi (do you want it?)
Girl I wanna freak your body-adi-adi (what you want it?)
I just wanna take you home with me
She get it from her
up
Now sit your a** in the treesa
And do me a favor and turn the music up
Should I slap her, or should I freak her
I'll take the stronga, you can
white boy, go
Lay down and boogie and play that funky music till you die.
Play that funky music Come on, Come on, let me hear
Play
MAN you're WORKERS ain't DAT KOO
MAN DEY SUM HOES
MORE UNLISTEN
ND DEY TO READY TO FOLD
CAUSE DEY can't TAKE TOO MUCH PRESSER
LET ME MASH ON EM
YES SON
Cool me down, I'm feeling so exotic
Ya right now, I'm hotter than the tropics
Take me there (Mr. Worldwide)
Mumbai Cuba baby let's go (Priyanka)
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