Lyrics:
this money on you (so so so much money)
Let me see you back it up
Make love with your eyes
Don't say a word
Talk with your body baby
Make yourself heard
hot
We hot now
Skrrrttttt
We hot now
It's Lil Fuego now
Now you know who I'm is and we Hot now
So let's get to it
Lil Fuego nigga hot
another day
I've got bills
That i need to pay
Might sound cliche
But i need to get away
Working nine to five
Finally saved by the bell
Let me loose let
to
Had 'em rotatin', comin' in by the twos
You stayed down, girl, you stayed so true
This one for you
Let the champagne spill down for you
It won't be
do this shit for my motherfuckin bros
Ima do it big
Put that shit on my soul
Love my niggas and I
Love my dough
I dont love these hoes
So I gotta let
Yeah
Mmmmm, Citta, Citta, mmmmm
Lorega Amo!
OK OK OK OK, what you cravin'?
Uhuh?
Tell me tell me tell me tell me, let's get faded
Then what?
You
let the Gang down
Ima get it Up
Can’t let the Kid starve
Ima get it up
Can’t let the Gang down
Ima make it Out
Can’t let the Family Down
Girl I miss You
that
This that see you at the gas station
Embarrass you shit
Bitch let me run you up outta here
Know me
Aye big bro
(Yea)
Yo tell me why this hoe 'tryna
On me we get lifted
It's the motherfucking Mayor
Young Southside Player
Yeah I'm blowing something greater
Getting lifted see ya later ayeee
Young niggas
living in a big lie
I can't blame you though, 'cause I've been betrayed
And I misbehaved, but still make my way, yeah
It's tough pretending you gone get by
heat!
Be like the god damn big guys!
I try to improve and try to get by
I try to be like them every single time
But now I'm stuck, gotta choose my path
Sit down homie
I don't wanna go
I'm just looking for a party on the next floor
Fucked around and got scolded by my
Big bro
Yeah that's my homegirl we
Let it be known (let it be known)
Permits hit the conk in the regal
But we's legal niggas
Dollars got bald eagles, nigga
You can't undermine Mister
What we see (what we see) everyday (everyday)
Livin' in the ghetto this is where I stay
(What we do) what we do (to get by) to get by
Live or die,
a drive-by bucket
Screamin out 'fuck it'!
[ CHORUS ]
[ VERSE 3 ]
When I'm dead throw a blunt in my casket if I didn't die high
My niggas go to war for me in
ever wanted was to make my parents proud
My gran, crack a smile
My granddad looking down
The city gave me the crown
It's love when it around
I can't let
yoou-hooou
yoou hooou
[Vinni]
It's the philosophies of possible cheese,
let's get some profit's from these prophecies,
swapping some g's for DVD's, oversees
existence
Over niggas heads with the conscious shit
Words too big than you lose the kids
Slow it down somethin' and get comfortable
These the memoirs
me
You've done it before so I knew you would
You've done twice so I know you could
My life's a story in a torn up book
Now you wanna get up and leave
All them lies that were sworn
I pray to the lord
Just tell me, it's war
Never trust a shady nigga
Yktv on the way up
Dame timing, I'm a playa
Big body
keep a stash safe kid, when I proposed it made her face big
She keep me jigg, glorifying medallions
Got me in clothes made by Italians, feed me lobster
get to the money, I get it with ease
Sound like a cop, makin' em freeze
You lookin' for work
Then it ain't comin' free
Big blade, yeah I'm lookin' for
right
Harve Pierre niggas wasn't sayin' no
(Cokeboy) coke Boy 3
(Shakedown) what it be like
This motherfuckin' round table
(Big baller baby)
Breaking down
and start fucking em up
Fuck it up bitch
Bounce stick
Twerk that shit bitch
Get lit
Clap
Shake
Twerk
Hop
Girl let me stop
Big single
Big bag
Big booty
Finna
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