Lyrics:
grow?
Will the boys 'n' the hood have to beat down Ice Cube?
Hell no, I'll static son, you'll see it's okay
I keep my 9 anyway
For the day one
fat look like cookie dough
Need no handout
Needa prove everyone u wasn’t a doubt
I see that bag so I reroute (Reroute)
You been playing games, I just
Ian gon lie that shit den hurt but We done made it out okay
Young and restless I've been grinding I've been trynna make a way
Been through it all
(Okay… hahaha… okay!)
Glasses colored like roses
For photos with fake poses
You lost yourself outside yourself
And now all that you know is
Glasses
a different way
I don't know what to say
But I know you fucking play
You ask if I'm okay
But I might die today
I'm going to hard
So You know I'm going far
you like to do...talkhowyalike
Ooh, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh
Just act a fool, it's okay if you drool,
'Cause
you like to do...talkhowyalike
Ooh, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh
Just act a fool, it's okay if you drool,
'Cause
the beats are finished
I guess all that's left to do is just remix it
You say you wanna help, okay, how about you set the table
And what's this, a beautiful
Uh oh, I got us
Weezy baby, sleepy Mercedez
Six that maybe, get that navy
Get the baby, big fat ladies
Gimmie a break like kit kat ladies
Game I
ever run into any members of the tree dog night?
Joe shermy once i...
Oh! they are my favorite band!
They're so professional, I mean...
So creative...
(right about now)
Ayo, CiCi
Let me show you how to do a singin' bitch greasy
You was by Lenox, yeah, the one on Peachtree
I was with Dimitri, seen
[E-40]
You got the beat turned up in my ear a little mo'?
(Aight) Let's go
Uhh, a little more volume pimp YEAH, okay
Just tell me when... yeah
that's a East Side fling, okay
Woke up today sun shining through my blinds
Hit my yawn, do my stretch, wipe the crust from my eyes
Brush my teeth, crack
my heart cold like the Chi
Windy City man you niggas don’t feel me
Maybe you will by the time I hit 50
Get rich or die trying like 50
Roll up three dub
its okay, I'm sippin' bubbly (its okay)
Came wit' you, she leave wit' me
Lil shorty, hop in my ride (skrt skrt skrt) (yea yea yea)
Bad lil vibe, just
gorgeous ayy
Okay please
She a different type of demon baby on a weekend
Know she get with Novl baby that's a lot of reading
Five o clock I gotta ask her
in that today
Been thru the wrost
But it's gone okay
It's gone be okay
I'm in these streets
Like the cracks in em
Balmains racks in em
Got hittas
Siento mal
Bling Boy
Every time I get good I just fuck it up
Bitch I'll bust a fat new nut all on her face
So what
Yeah I need that brand new key
I
Lets let bygones be bygones
And ride on okay
To my songs
You might not
Like the games I play
Write my wrongs
Smoke my problems
Demons away
But dont
Ha,ha,ha
Yeah bitch
Yeah that's Zophren coughing in the back
My boy took too fat of a dab
TMR on this shit
And InTruda bitch
Hit that bitch like
my tag expensive
(who bill)
she gonna stay by my side
cause she know Ima blow
any second time of the day
came with some niggas
who really come knock
you
Never felt the way I do
Time is ticking
Dont let it stop
Please dont lose to the clock
Thats a fast lost
Damn okay sam hi them with the last
of my bros okay okay
No Jackie Roberson hit the money home run not matter the problem gotta make it home safe
R.a.c.e race to da money and I gotta be
see me shit promise they see me now
Shits like peek a boo got a bunda so fat when you smack it that lil pussy peak at you (Okay)
Breakin his knees like
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