Lyrics:
up by my homie, ima punch you in the stomach. Ho.
There you go, it's your name. He don't mean it. No.
Girl you better count your dough, 'cause this
on the way by the name of Bamboo
Got a little baby girl, four year, Jordan
Never turn my back on my kids for them
Should have hit it, quit it, rag-top
say that I'm not from the block but they're still wondering who the hells that new kid
The roof top bar
Is where we are
the Girls that are here are
on track, oh yuh, feel like Im losing it
Baby we go back to back, and it's always over sum stupid shit
Baby girl cut me some slack, oh yuh, you know I'm new
hugged her up
What the fuck is up?
She got you whipped, got your kids
Got your home, but that's not your bitch
You share that girl, don't let 'em hear
Don't be so nice
Is what she told me
Don't try so hard
Ain't got a chance I've gotta go
Please please forgive me
That's what I wanted anyway
Less
on the album
Yeah, shit's so surreal
Labels in the States tryna close a deal
New kids on the block, we the new wave
This good music got me two chains
I say
damn near got life
Can't see his son, shit just not right
But the news don't care kuz his skin not white, nigga
You could be the one to let it go
We gon
my phone, don't call my phone
Said I wanna be left alone, be left alone
Please, please don't stop by my home
No, no 'cause I feel it's just matter
to introduce you?)
Asher: Cause you know, Cudi and I, we
Go all over the place We
We we cross over we don't like to we like to
Go all we walked in on some
he map
I did some track, then got attacked and all because I fired back
But now we're deep inside his heart and staging up a heart attack
Live by my
spin like a merry go round
The tires won't slide if the motor ain't hot
Come through, leave two, run what ya got
Smoke out your block, hang out
Stop playin on the road stay back home and chill
Dont be teaching kids on how to sell and to kill.
Your should buy that kid sutting go give him
you, you, I don't like your girlfriend
No way, no way, I think you need a new one
Hey, hey, you, you, I could be your girlfriend
I could be your girl
you, you, I don't like your girlfriend
No way, no way, I think you need a new one
Hey, hey, you, you, I could be your girlfriend
I could be your girl
planned it no time to get drowsy
Please tell me why They don't like how we
It's donnie, he coming correct
Follow God, you know I gotta flex
I see demons, I
on your head
He has to be around
Right?
Sound bites
As in wave eats
He don't save fleets
Say please
Bitch you will obey me nigga
Hey team!
Let's go
I'm just a nigga that's playing
Don't mean to bring up old shit home girl but I'm just saying
You love the fast life
Got all that weed, got all that
there by members of the Ku Klux.
So peep Kool G. Rap, don't sleep, money unless it's witcha girl.
Straight up kid, I'm blowin' up in the world.
wait, who that description fit
Don't give me chrome for Jenny Jones
My man with the crime sheet
But he kept talkin bout my girl was a dime piece
And she
on the track
Ay and we go like that
Always on your mind and it ain’t no cap yuh
Sweetermans you know we all snacks
Motion, Betta Boyz, Slim and Al on the track
my health
I got that bag, I did that by myself
I got a bag, I did that by myself
Yeah, yeah
Pull up on the block, I got a new Maybach
Shawty tryna give
don't agree, reason being
One of these days you might mess around and cut too deep
Cut too deep
Yeah girl you need to speak
To someone else
cnd see
You
mob block live again
Look at these whips we're riding in
Making ball and look easy baby, we don't practice like...
Sliding in I'm never super post
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