Lyrics:
I'll never sacrifice my mans for a 100 mill
Stuck by side since the womb for you I'll kill
We done tortured niggas to the max no emmet till
I
(Bongo by the way) Montana
Diamonds outshining 'em all (hann)
Only see the diamonds when I talk (hann)
Bling, bling, baby, bling, bling (hann)
crowns been ruling ever since
The fence that you built only strong enough to keep rabbits out
You splitting hares grab you by ya hair then we drag you out
you here by my side
I don't wanna be here, baby, on my own
Yeah, don't you wait, don't think about it
Yeah, don't you wait, just come on over now
that ensues after that grand
Initial second
How manic bastards do shit past
The land of gripping weapons
The pistol Smith and Wesson i'm betting
It's all
- he once bought some weed from a guy that I loaned my car to - they had sort of blown my speakers, so man, I was so in there, backstage passes
on Dior, Dior
And I hope you niggas know how to hustle
Mad niggas I know went to the feds
Only thing I could do is shake my head
These niggas don't know
(AyeDrob, this shit hit's)
Smith & Wesson, pull up
Skrrt down like the Taliban
I had to stack it
Different colors in my rubber band
I'm far from
(Tell me in not the only one? Hey Slow-walkers this is for you...)
I don't want to be shady, not tryna come off as hasty. It's just the way you be
ain't no stopping us now, my nigga
[Freck Billionaire]
Ya clip trip, clip spit
Get your strip wet
I got the rubber grip Smith and my rich sweats
Three Wise Men
By Trey Hirsh
© copyright 12/3/2009 by Trey Hirsh, cll Rights Reseved
VERSE:
I drove my car into her front yard
cnd I woke up
(Oh yeah)|This track is a heater, couldn't let the beat go|By without a feature (Oh yeah)|Cause it's hot sh**|Only, you know me|O.G.|Hot cla** and low
on the shelf
They say say yo P she only wants you for one thing that's your wealth
But I don't pay attention, cos she's my baby
The Dainy you know she drive me
a 730
It ain't a secret
Rumors they could keep it
You know there's only one ghetto Queen with a guillotine
Real bitch that carry gats by the spleen
a 730
It ain't a secret
Rumors they could keep it
You know there's only one ghetto Queen with a guillotine
Real bitch that carry gats by the spleen
My number one goal is to get her out the hood
Never changed, I be thuggin' hard in my section
Me and my dawgs proteted by Smith & Wessons
Any nigga
all of my proceeds
Don't I flow like I don't bleed? Every cut is just dumb
After me there will be none I told you there is only one (Soul)
Yeah, and I
we didn't sleep for three days, drunk. Pants down to our knees in a back yard in Cologne. My dick turned soft when I tried to put on the condom. But
smith
On my kobe mix with melo blue and yellow
We on go we on go we on go do not fold
Do as you told when i get up on the mic
You know who I like shawty
give you what you need
(TS)
My plane touches down at eleven forty-five
I'm comin through, want you, bout to show you why
I got the game from
ain't no stopping us now, my nigga
[Freck Billionaire]
Ya clip trip, clip spit
Get your strip wet
I got the rubber grip Smith and my rich sweats
sirene
Cachorro latindo, não deve, não teme
Bigode fino, madame treme
Blusa de time, sempre de Kenner
Mh-mm, you know it's only millis in my bank
yank
From my hip hip hip
Back that
Get split
Don't run you fool
I need me a Emile like smith Rowe or Do I need me a Emile like Heskey
Graftz onda
why?
'cause the brothers that I knew with the rise drove by
Only nice in the days looking down the road
Seeing beautiful girls with the car load
Yeah
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