Lyrics:
We ready?
Yeah, we ready
All right, ready
I'm at home, feelin' bold
Hit you up, what's the move?
Back and forth, I ignore
It seems like we
to press on
It's not white man's finger on the trigger
Car-jacks, drive-by's, callin' each other "nigga"
I'm not here to scold but rather shape n' mold
but they dragged him by his arm
They took him upstairs
His mum was tied up in the flat to a chair
Soon as he saw, man he rushes over there
I swear
made it through the nonsense
Made it through the nonsense babe
Focused on my mind set
I'm focused on my mind set baby
Cruising to the sunset
I am
Seeking
Especially your Python move
The way you hold that thing
Me wan hold that thing
Baby let me take a look
Oh Lord me want all the girls in the whole world (Me
Badness na by now we dey ball oh ball oh
Enemies we dey dagbo dagbo
Oga nla see my shaku shaku yeba
Living only la wu la wu
Baby walacolombo
I want to see
Flip them racks let it stack
I mix my raps on my Mac
I’m spitting facts and that’s a fact
Don’t need no rats up in my lab
I’m piffin high grade
just wont admit yhe she brake the rules
Im like Bibi boo no one take my shose
If you chasing me then you gone keep to move
Learned it by own if you
gotta hot flame
And my hoes pay me, just like Baby, that's the only way they can lay me
Niggas shoot slugs but they ain't graze me, they want Sweet
gotta hot flame
And my hoes pay me, just like Baby, that's the only way they can lay me
Niggas shoot slugs but they ain't graze me, they want Sweet
gotta hot flame
And my hoes pay me, just like Baby, that's the only way they can lay me
Niggas shoot slugs but they ain't graze me, they want Sweet
And once they let me in the door it was war
With the world I was sure couldn't go back to before
Ever since we were kids they said we shouldn't mix
goddamn!
Lost soul with a wrong crowd, bad mix with a bad bitch
Distracted by all of the good, settle for the hood
We gon' see how fucking far these dub sack
it is, I know that it's by design
You know how it goes, how the moon pulls the tide
And the mountains and valleys that sit in our eyes
It's all an ebb
Gang
Real trim baby, man, brought out them weapons
(LamarcusJ all on the beats now)
Fo' sure (But he ain't livin')
Ayy, you know when you went
sipping Cristal now you can hate me
Chicks never say nahs, yeahs and maybes
I’m a bad boy but i'm with your baby
Roll up in Mercedes
Two front seats no
1200 Techniques then 2000 by Gemini
He aims to fade the cross and try to scratch the win
Be continuous in your mix then transform you back to sin
But it
(I never get enough)
Paradise
Hope fleeting
Tales from another life
Far away from here
Falling hold on
I can't move on
No time
Feel the thunder inside
Hmm-ahh, ah-ahh
Ah
(Cook that thing)
Can't seem to take my eyes off you
Especially your Python move
The way you hold that thing
Me wan hold that
don't say it nigga just do it
Probably why the moves I make leave y'all clueless
Mile high club with a stewardess I ain't new to this
Shit
Can't be
is monotonous you've gotta mix and match
Why must i be a dog
Why i must i get the cat
Got licked by my wounds but why must i lick it back
Nothing heals
that margarita, shorty sipping on mimosas
I be laid back, catch a breeze by the ocean (shhh)
Got the wave back, you can see it in the motion
She throw it
my, oh my, oh my
You break a few necks every time ya stroll by
I'm feeling real lucky like I struck a gold mine
Cuz damn it you done told me that you
they panties match their bra
That's true colors
Move along baby
There ain’t nothing to see
They say it’s a part of life
I’m like c'est la vie
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