Lyrics:
What you talkin' bout, sir? I'm just a man on this block
I've been hustlin' it for too long to be up in the box
Servin' out my mama crib for years, we
we now get to build
For once in your life, take a stand with pride
I don't understand how you stand to the side
I'll keep all my plans
Close
tell her cuz
I got two other girls tryna get my buzz
I mix it with the cuss and fuzz
Ask my cuz he know a lot
He just tryna play cuz he got that sauce
and I'm killing this shit
Nirvana and floyd bitch I'm murdering shit
Enjoy me some thrills I be pouring the mix
It's Jordan and Prada that stay on my fit
Oh you bad bad
Bad bad bad
Bad bad
Bad bad
Bad bad
Oh
Bad bad
She from down state
Got a lot on my plate
But I'm hoping you can stay
Hoping you can
Real bad temper, don't make me hot
Don't get involved in my scheme and plot
Don't be around me crying about what you wish you had and what you ain't
sir)
Good tree, good lean
Bad bitch on me
I'm a relish in it, top my coney (on top, mmm)
This been my moment
Like Nip', I own it
These broke boys phony
My lyrics baking soda and my flow is like a wrist
Now mix it with a beat now we got ourself a hit
Now don't get it confused I got lots of shit
And my Sprite, is purple so I'm moving slow
On my side, my dogs moving rocks and hay
And I slide, by how I'm chopping blades
When I drive, I got a big
about the devil, he's liable to get you (yeah, Jesus)
Long as my good days, outweigh my bad days (Lord)
I don't count the money, I just know how much
Yes sir
Yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, yes sir
Okay I fell for a nigga I half way liked but I knew he would treat me right
Low key wasn't my
ain't have nothing to prove
Glad you were patient cuz I ain't have nothing to lose
And I thank you
For staying by my side all that time
And maybe, when
Club promoters wanna act like they know me (uh)
Club promoters wanna be my homie (uh)
Bad news nigga, you ain't really the homie (no)
Bad news nigga,
Whenever shit was goin left, I always made it right
We done made it out the mud, I took you by my side
Whenever shit was going left, I always made it right
my frame of mind na hustle
I no there’s a war outside
I don’t need them on my side
Too man down sides I had to downsize
Capsize a lot ships before
Oh my God! Is that Based 9Side?
I smile back at them with straight teeth
'Cuz none of y'all can say you made me
It took a lot more than my blood,
You know it ain't right if she ain't by my side
With this crazy, crazy world
Thank God I'm with my girl
We get ahead, yup, she give me head, damn
"He's leaving via the roof, the bastard's got away
God always fights on the side of the bad man"
"I've got clean away but I'll be back some day
Just
"He's leaving via the roof, the bastard's got away
God always fights on the side of the bad man"
"I've got clean away but I'll be back some day
Just
"He's leaving via the roof, the bastard's got away
God always fights on the side of the bad man"
"I've got clean away but I'll be back some day
Just
Bad boy flow, bad boy flow
Shout out 6 side, free Dexter
You know the ting go
Bad boy flow(We do)
Young n***a from the 6, been here since a jit
So
young - well
Everybody knows my story
- we didn't have a lot free lunch was
The thing, "We can get free lunch oh
We're going to free lunch this is
Like
the block, huh
It's my park, bih, uh (yeah) apartment, uh
With a lot of shit (Buh, buh, buh, buh)
Snowman (What?)
Huh, ice cream shit, uh (Cash) bad bih, huh
fucker yo
Most of you are more ass than sir mix alot music video
You little homies are more fishy than the smell from a stripper pole
I'm working to get
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