Lyrics:
Before DVD's with the breakfast
Before my ex told me take the exit, watching Jim Iyke love an actress
Most painful part about growing up is my parents
love our music slowed down by screw
[Lil' Flip]
Down south lil flip wreckin all these boys
Major labels don't even wanna call these boys
[Lil' Flip]
and I know you love it
A rose is still a rose, so I rose above it
The more that they see the woman got a mind of her own
The less that they want
on dubs, twenty-four seven
Every car you wish you had, we got it, we got it
Bentleys, Hummers and Jags, big bodies, big bodies
Love to floss, no secret
Everybody, everybody
Everybody
Everybody sit your bitch ass down and
Listen to this true mothafuckin' story told by Kendrick Lamar on Rosecrans,
Game would say
"Hi!"s name in that manner
Many years went by
Still no legitimate answer
Anyway, I put out a mixtape in 12th grade
Hub City threat, minor
Corner Pub fries
Vital to the rivals cause they love to see my tide
Tired of the bullshit, you see it in my eyes
Steps to giving no fucks, you know I'm
I'm running it up like I'm Rocky balboa
Ashes and rips on the sofa
She make the love run damn It's on a race
Fine breasts and face she keep a pace
Shawty said she miss the old me
But I ain't going back no more
She says she love the way I use to be
A thug in her though
Shawty said she miss
that track
In the four
And it ain’t no stopping the show
LA metropolis so
There just ain’t no stoppin’ when I hit that
Bomb head in my car
Got that bomb
he sell techs, and he sell D"
The balla by the bar saying
"Everybody drink, the best champagne
It's all on me"
Snitch in the back of the police car
wrist stay below freezin
down south my niggas brag for no reason
(Lil' Flip)
in down south everybody shop in the galeria
I dont care about the price I
twenty-four/seven
Every car you wish you had, we got it, we got it
Bentleys, Hummers and Jags, big bodies, big bodies
Love to floss, no secret stun'ner's
Niggas
twenty-four/seven
Every car you wish you had, we got it, we got it
Bentleys, Hummers and Jags, big bodies, big bodies
Love to floss, no secret stun'ner's
Niggas
More! More! More! More!
More! More! More! More!
Your goodness. Your mercy. (More!)
I'm hungry. I'm thirsty. (More!)
Your love and Your grace.
bodies
Love to floss, no secret stun'ner's
Niggas steady baller block, can't take nothin from us
Young nigga, livin a life surrounded by ice
Hoes be
Another one
Ever since a nigga hit the top (Uh)
Pussy niggas wanna see me in a box (Oh)
They don't love you no more
(They don't love me no more)
(Huh) They
Where to begin when love ends on a bad note
Or being honest make the trust grow
Apparently it make you argue more
The more things you throw
DVD’s
big bars
Graduation, Fuck Around
I Don’t, No More
Big Star, Big Car
Graduated, I go hard
Yes I did, now I know more
Ya ain't nothing til ya show far
In
to get them racks up them stacks up to own more property
Call us the prophecies
Muhammad but no Ali
Repping designer with DG or maybe double Gs
I'm
Make a lil bitch nigga run like its DMC
Bitch I get hot like a dragon no DnD
Nigga act dumb, he get played like a DVD
Bitch and my pockets stay fat
Ain't no way you bout to stop this sickness
From the deepest darkest part of Missouri
Psycho alpha skitzo get ya chest, ya diggin' me
A-be
on by)
Just a walk, just a walk on by (Walk on by)
Can't you see the love we breathe, is nothing more than false
Can't you see
You’re everything I don’t
nigga be rollin'
I go the title from (?) my shit ain't stolen
I'm watchin' TV's and DVD's
I'm thug bruh
One more time Dre and Shine
It's love bruh, It's
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