Lyrics:
a thing, she stay down like a G [x2]
[Chorus: Lloyd]
Girl I done been around the globe and you the realest lil'lady I know
Don't wanna ever let you go -
the law on us
They want us in jails, with bails too high to bond, but am I the Don?
Shit, I'll be out by the morn', word bond
My game is on lock, till
a thing, she stay down like a G [x2]
[Chorus: Lloyd]
Girl I done been around the globe and you the realest lil'lady I know
Don't wanna ever let you go -
other love I want to try
Stick around 'cause it's gettin better by the minute
And I, I must admit it that you're...
Repeat -2- (2x)
-4-
Every
r-E-U-P-G-A-N-G
I’m talking paper, Sixers versus Lakers
Drop a dolla when it holla
Collect me shoot the Vegas pop a jet
Couple seconds I'm shooting shakers
Velvet
Like rust on bumpers of old chevy's from 1962
I used to cop 'em, but I had to drop 'em
Get aboard shaky ground, still I roam the compound
Like the saint,
deposit
A shot in your splean
And while you worry about the
Second coming of your Jesus
There's a connection to vaccines
And other diseases
They hurtful
the cage playin'
Wembley and goal to goal
Red Ass, 60 Seconds
But I'm not goin' in the goal
Even if you save my shot
Ladies wanna lay a lot
That Fashion Nova
So watch them Sprewell's when they spinny spin spin
Cuz I'm a Trill ass nigga
I'm a top 10 sella
Pullin up in drop Benz yella
I'm rich fella
I make
Represent, represent
As soon as they heard Apathy they tried to pull the batteries out the box
But rapidly drop when they reacted to shocks
They
Then I'mma drop a bitch, this is cashtime
Wait, wait, wait, wait, I ain't need no stress
I don’t fuck with no basics
Trynna get me a lex
Young niggar
Drop that top, ten bags on the dash
When I'm slappin' the Benz
Keeps callin', can I get a tester?
Switch that Vespa, he wants one extra
Just sold me
chances given
Odds like a 10 team parlay
To get your story straight
Let the beat drop itself
Let her pour herself
No excuses hit it real quick
Give that ass
in a city somewhere
Seconds from thundering steps and ten ton shoes.
This time it's eating me alive.
seconds for fifty bands
Tight on you hoes like span
Wait for my next one to land
Building a castle by sand
I am too black to get tanned
My shit always
day
But that shit went away, just in the blink of an eye
Ten months of drinkin' and cryin', constantly think though the night
It's not your fault you
[Intro]
Hell yeah
This is how we supposed to do
Uh-huh, Black Fist we gon' do?
[Chorus]
Drop the grenade, niggas ain't larger
Time to get paid,
Yo' collar, pop yo' collar
Pop yo' collar, pop yo' collar
[Chorus: x2]
We like the girls, the girls that go boom
I like the girls, the girls
the motha fuccin meana
'cause I'm dumpin 'cause they dumpin on me
Drop the "Ides" Zo
Lucky I was high popped off five
And something threw me bacc
That ripped
PRECHORUS
CHORUS (2x)
No time to hesitate my friend
No time to second guess His love
There's nothing else that you can do
He already gave it all for you
All
taking notes
Like I ain't on my second term if we take a vote
Some niggas don't look at the score unless the game close
I watched them struggle, I said
and Glynn hood
I text her 'round 10 just to see if she's been good
The last time we kicked it was nothing how I predicted
I sat down with my ticket
I was nearly drowned by a goddamn priest
On the day that I was born
Daddy's little demon from the
Tip of the womb
They try to hide me like kiddie
Everything's gonna be just fine
She clocks out, 10:03 and counts her tips
75 bucks not bad for a shift
She fills her tank up with gas buys a Coke and chips
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