Lyrics:
Oh, No
Don't me up on the myspace flippin out
Trippin with strippers you think I'm digging out
Me sayin that "I'll never be taken by the hands
Shining
Dancing
Like the stars in the sky
All by
Design
Let the planets align
When I’m
With you
Temperature starts to rise
We fly
So high
Issa
Seventy Three Caprice old school when I roll
Breeze pass with the EZ Pass fuck the toll
No more platinum I'm wearin gold
I'm internationally known
satisfaction
The role of captain played by Samuel L. Jackson
Yo ill insanity that's cold and morbid
But when I'm in your orbit you soul absorb it
A real
of King Dedede
Loaded up the bong and I'm ready to hit
Hot momma by my side rubbing her clit
She says that our rhymes are fucking lit
I'ma launch that
I been down bend down queen shit come check my crown
Cant calm down Im on my way up like its a countdown
I'm 3 I'm 2 I'm 1 I wont get knocked down
Shoutout to the homie Verb
3k, no way
I been grinding (I been grinding I been getting to this money)
Getting this money (I been grinding I been
With a fat ass booty, Smile, and Nice long hair
Cause I'm infatuated
By now I should know better
But now I'm infatuated
Now days tryna see clearer
Even
I'm at a stage in my life
I like to reminisce
Of the days on the calendar
I truly miss
On the phone
Three-way
Tying up the line
Let me take you back
Zone three Aye!
We finna crunkin' bitch up (BME!)
Show y'all what some real gangstas is at
Some of y'all niggas just dunno (G-Unit!)
I'm
rassy b3yd dima men lguerra
Chabka binathom sghera ghandkhel ghatwli soo bigger
Remember that im saying it twice ghanban ghatwli soo bigger
M3a mhom im
a damn, about the big three
L.A. Lake' sho' we 'bout to three-peat
aAd you can bet, that's on the set
Ron Artest about to get wet
I'm on the flo
fifty thousand, no more browsin', bitch I'm buyin' that
I'm ridin 'Llac with three old Benzes right behind that
Fifth comin' down we be flexin', fives
the back I give em' they own land (Land)
Party by the pool I give em' they own xan, man
I'm living the sauce life (Sauce)
Bad bitches on me they want me up
no smell on em Jobs wasn't calling back
I tipped the scale on em
I'm on my way to better things
Always had bigger dreams
Ima chase em by any means
Back
[After every line in verse]
[Verse 2: Chingy](girl)
Breakin' niggaz wit the flow
Movin' faster than +Flo-Jo+
Floatin' through the 3 by 4
Rim cocked to my
faster than +Flo-Jo+
Floatin' through the 3 by 4
Rim cocked to my left low
I'm the boy that got dough
Talk to my dirty mo
Ooh, I'm gettin' it wit
em while I'm driving!
I'm so high in orbit, I just gulped a half a third
I don't speak no english, geeking off them percs.. You ain't getting money
coincidence or by happenstance, it's by design
By the year 2015
They gon' have 70% of our community locked up
I'm talking about blacks gonna be locked up
coincidence or by happenstance, it's by design
By the year 2015
They gon' have 70% of our community locked up
I'm talking about blacks gonna be locked up
with the stethoscopes
You know I'm uninsured up in this be-i-otch
My medical plan was to not get shot
I get the
"One two three!" "Code blue!"
I was staring through a telescope at night
At a large light in the sky
Its spinning lights reminded me of you
A star spinning in orbit
Lighting
and ya hair due too
I'm fucking wit you, shit just choose and we'll be fucking by two
[Bridge]
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
I made this song to let you
game
Steady mobbin', d o double g, ain't no limit to that shit
Nigga carlos on the beat beats by the pound
'bout 3:34 in the morning don't even
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