Lyrics:
need all the cash, then
Bing bong get out my store
I say plus ultra from the core before i erase
Your head all across the floor
He don't got no heart
Walking in with the damn Daniels on
Haters on my dick, no I ain't alone
Airports sell too much damn cologne
State niggas wear too much damn cologne
Pack
Don’t ask me how do it babe I guess it’s in my genes
All this ‘’clairin’’ in my system Peach Ciroc got me lean
I ain’t talking bout no verse when I say I
Took a round trip to hell and bacc thank god I don't look like what I've been through
Pour my heart out pour my heart out
Yeah I wear it on my sleeve
here real quick, mm)
Ooh
No, your words don’t mean a thing
My skin is made of marble
No, I won’t crumble
Ooh
Yeah, you know that royalty was tailor-made
be broke cause it ain't in my genes
I gotta get to it by any means
She see who I am cause I got bands
Uh, she just want me now and not forever
She know
poppin' all my pills like candy
And she hates wearing her panties
She tryna spend all day in bed, but
I got shit to do
Blowin' up my phone when I'm barely
A lap dance I would say
Yeah that's what I'm a do
Yeah...
[Kool Keith]
I'm like a freak from Hunts Point the bronze and the gold
Wear my
"Yeah, that might be true, but she don't need another nucka"
Ain't no choosin', jump off slick, this one here's my snucka"
He said, "Whatchu mean by
mean a thing
Why don't you let me try (Let me try)
No, I don't wear a diamond ring
I don't even know what song to sing
All I know is
Check-check-check-check it out
Check-ch-check-check-check it out
Check-ch-check-check-check-check it out
Now, I go by the name of the King Adrock
I don't wear a cup
Why don't you let me try
No, I don't wear a diamond ring
I don't even know a song to sing
All I know is
La-la la-la la-la la-la la means I love
I told her where it's at? Where it's at?
What we doing? Where ya at?
I've been drinking, it's lit as fuck
Pre rolls, no blunts
Hop in my whip
ain't hot it don't mean shit
But you know, it's all in a day's work
What a job this is my nigga
What's crack-a-lackin' Devin, the Dizzude?
Snoop D-O
I ain’t ever gonna leave, I got the genes
I be coming for your motherfucking team
Baby, you know what I mean
(Coming for your team, yeah, I’m coming
says past sixty, you can't be frisky and that by my age romance is dead?
My ankles can't dance in stilletos now, but damn! I can wear them to bed!
cash but still in my genes
It could be like in my dreams
By my side you are my piece
I see our names on the screen
Let me show you what I mean
Like What
need a medal case?
(Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes)
You got that mean-mug grill, that red in your eyes
That Ace of Spades, baby, talking big-boy size
Get
need a medal case?
(Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes)
You got that mean-mug grill, that red in your eyes
That Ace of Spades, baby, talking big-boy size
Get
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
to entice
That don't mean you can get what's in between
How bout you buy me some ice
You know I like a little bling
Take me to Paradise
Luxury is in my genes
the evils of the world
Like Trigonometry and Prime Numbers, oh no
Baby, please don't go"
She brushed my leg, as she left the bus
I'm sure that was her way
daddy
Da-da
She say that I don't give a fucc Just want what's in her panties
Duh
Please excuse my etiquette
Don't mean to come off manish
Raye Hef
She
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