Lyrics:
again
Same ol song Same ol song
You took me riding in ya rocket riding in ya rocket love
And ooh I just can't take it my faith and real love is vacant
I love getting paid by the hour
Smokin purple flower
I make it rain them hundred dollars
Make it shower
We in the club I'm VIP
Ya call the bouncer
Ya
rapper
Too many Heinekens might drive a lil faster
I need my lost ones at my side again and nun else matter
Get in that club, like how many lives you got?
shit's authentic, by the times I've been a victim of identity theft
You got some missing pieces in your chemistry set
You tried to copy in the lab, I
beat beat
Too clean with the mix (mix)
With my girls in the club in my kicks killing this shit
Touch down on the strip (strip)
Turning rubble into gold
the devil watching (like the devil watching)
Have been here before and now am here again
I just mix my Lean just to ease my pain
Ain't too much to lose but so
Aye bitch we litty again pop out to the club wit a 50 again
And this Bitch is so pretty got me stuffin singles all up in her titties again
We come
[Capone]
Yo, New York get the blood money
Dirty cash, smoke hydro green, still mix it wit hash
To all the weed spots, niggas know I'm known to cop
pushing
Tryna hit me some licks
What a player gotta do
To get thrown in the mix
I walked in the club with my new CD
Work mode I ain't tripping, no who see
on the floor
You so fine you a dime aye
Wipe the pole do your dance
Every nigga in the club in a trance
Lil baby a freak where the camera she an actress
Love it
by this foolishness
30 years old man still want nothing do with this
Try to find career and a beer on the weekend
And a freak he could take
regrets, no abortion, had a son
By the name of Seven
And he's five
By the time I do this mix, he'll probably be six
You do the arithmetic
Me do
And if you make it silent girl my Heart you hear it whisper
Crying for our love girl to make Mend (Yea)
Take a chance one more time Once again
Let’s make
Got the club goin’ Up
I don’t give a fuck
Dj Run it up
Poppin out the cut
Got the club going up
I don’t give a fuck
Adoni Run it up
Poppin out
lookin' for love
Pull up to the club with my thugs smokin' so strong
Hop out and walk through the back, so high I don't know where I'm at
Them bitches get
I'm like God damn I just left the club alone again
Money, drugs, and this cup in my hand really be my only friends
I count this money, Love counting
in love again
Now lemme take ya, over those hands
Now I'll make sure you'll always be in demand
By the house, or by the furniture
He just playin'
friend
The one you let hit it and never called you again (uh)
'Member when he told you he was 'bout the Benjamins? (Uh-huh, yeah)
You act like you ain't
you rappin' never mix business up with your friendship
If you lackin' up in this jungle, then what you breathe for?
Niggas don't love you, you got
Mix up again, yeah
Hey yeah, hey yeah
Lie, lie, lies
You know how fi cry, cry, cry
Your distorted lie, lie, lies
And so me say bye, bye, bye
Come
gotta get some love, mix it with a bottle of the stuff now I'm seeing double vision, baby daddys trippin when they baby mamas startin drama, but there
Yo, New York get the blood money
Dirty cash, smoke hydro green, still mix it wit hash
To all the weed spots, niggas know I'm known to cop
All
Yo, New York get the blood money
Dirty cash, smoke hydro green, still mix it wit hash
To all the weed spots, niggas know I'm known to cop
All
and did it again
Look at the charts, who bigger than him?
I take the juice and I mix it with gin
I take your bitch and I mix it with him, damn, yeah
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