Lyrics:
foot on the door
The pain was immense as it started to throb
I said to hell with broken toes I was losing my job
So I combed my hair then I brushed
Know I'm getting green you can tell by my foot
Knowing she on me red bottom her foot
Off of this Planet my niggas go Ape
I feel like a bandit I
'M CALM.
PRINCIPAL FRANKLIN: CARLY, THIS FLYER, IT…IT…IT, IS UM…I-IT'S UH…
PRINCIPAL FRANKLIN BREAKS OUT LAUGHING.
MISS BRIGGS: IT'S NOT FUNNY!
him he wants to be free
He's got no one trying to help him or to save me
Raised by family but not his mom
Bobby at a young age was banished to Guam
'ma hit it
I'ma aim with the strap at his fitted
Throwin' out the murder bags in my city
Play-by-play while I'm standin' on Billy
Dirty Drac', take
They say take it day by day lately I've lost count
Walked this path and tripped with my foot in my mouth
Blinds drawn in the way so the lights locked
door, pull out a chopper and a scope
Bullets like the man is dope, red bandana tote
More P's than Mississippi, even David Banner know
I got an Alabama
the forbes list
They dont know what time im be on rich shit
Im pop out little nigga cant fit this i know they cant stand it tell them niggas sit then
I was
Never change the same when the mic off
Dolo riding the street by my lonely
I remember they ain't want me
I'm that nigga who rock the saucony
Sitting up
Crazy as a loon
He throw us all in jail
For carryin' harpoons
Ah me I busted out
Don't even ask me how
I went to get some help
I walked by
the floors out
You got your foot in the door
I blew the doors down
Then I threw the doors out (Right)
My bitch Louie she threw all
The Michael Kors out she
With the all-purpose hunting blade straight up his colon
I cut his hands off, he ain't touching nobody
Chain him up by the foot in the basement, bloody
the f back
'Fore we out the guns and chest check, respect that
Any girl I met that, hit that love the way I spit that
I don't kit kat, push your wig
your wrist at?
I can kill you in four bars, that's a Kit Kat
Did the Lambo my way with a sick wrap
Smooth as Frank Sinatra with a motherfucking slick
opened up the door, headed up the stairs
Thought he heard a noise, but no one else was there
First sight he saw, struck him by surprise
Two shots was
Fanny
Oh my god! Exactly! On the way out the door, he was angry and sore, so furious, he almost swore.
V25 Woman 4
To the men, I say, we finally
Pussy?
I’m the type that’s gone run up a Check, got my Foot on They Neck, imma rock out a Show
You the type that’s gone lay on your dick & gone hate
cannot get lay off
Mount a work mi have
Can't even get a day off
Who did waan fi stop mi now dem find out seh dem way off
Alright, and mi seh one by
fingers with my fisherman hat
She got in and said "yo I never done this before"
I had to play my cards right to get my foot in the door
I said yeah, my name
none in your jeans
Genes?
Me? I got a tool chest I move Tecs grip the 4
Contemplate should I go fire escape or
Should I get the door
Power shutters out
know that none of you niggas ain't built for this weight
I got savages waiting on me
Took my first step, foot went right in the streets
Mow 'em down if
The first nigga that I saw, banged 'em in the jaw
Cube starts stomping 'em with w.C
By that time, got rushed by security
Out the door, but we don't quit
Ah no, they're not. No they didn't realize they were supposed to start.
Never mind, we'll soon sort that out, the judge is explaining it to them
now. I
got J's at my door
I got shooters on my team
I got feds down my throat
Counting money dirty and clean
Smokin' nothing but Irene
Got a bitch with good
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