Lyrics:
to make it ,catch the cullinan or CAT I’m contemplating(on that shit n***a ), my lil h*e from OT staining while she face me, crazy part about it I ain’t
imma sweep shit
Opp's trynna plot on my top but I peeped it
talk to my mom told me stop with that street shit
Step by myself with my drum I'm
No talking, a dead man walking cause you ain't livin' that
Crushing shows, bussin' down h**s, I be into that
Smoking dope while I'm getting throat, I
show alert the frame. Bash all flags where the mag spin park. Corroded by the volts that jolt the cold vein. Boogie down kits to slip past the guard. Def
of the pie
Cause that's the M-O the N-E and don't ask why
It might be different time zones connections and situations
But what would this world be without
in the day, I was rockin' that H&M drip
Bitch, now I'm rockin' that Rick
I'm wearin' that shit that I cannot pronounce
Smokin' on dope by the pound not
couldn't get no harder gotta push
I know life is full of sorrow pain and drama
Just remember that you always got an advocating father gotta push (Yea)
Yea
like to diss, so I'ma keep this shit sweet
Doin' my thing, this bitch goin' crazy
Might have to fuck and push her back to the streets
I ain't finna lie,
I am the king I can do the impossible
2 Fast by my side with this force we unstoppable
Above and beyond and I'm feeling phenomenal
TayDaBul
That's my
I do the s*** that you lil n***** can't
If he play crazy we leaving him stank
I hijacked his plane
He thought he was fly
N**** play crazy then two
bitch to up and shoot everybody thats out
It's Lil Flexon I'm up next foe, I been climin' up the mountain
It took some years to perfect it, but fuck it I
that opp S***
If that's a b**** why the F*** she on the block list
Where the cash h**
Get a bag h**
I got money in my pocket where you at
This
told y’all I was d o p e/ no more h u m b l e/ I’m beatin muhfuckas wit a b a t/ n throwin them in the trash b a s k e t/ n settin the shit on f i r e/
ready for whatever like I'm Lil Jon wit it
Okay (okay) okay (okay) okay (okay) okay (okay) okay (okay)
Okay (okay) okay (okay) okay (okay) ... Let's Go!
Can't tell by the diamonds in my rings?
That's how many times I wanna cum, twenty-one
And another one, and another one
And another one, 24-karats,
squeeze on that b***h
I cannot wait to squeeze that lil b***h
Made a whole lot of cash today
I ran up the bag today
N***a was hungry
I went and got me
car
(You're Ghetto)
Ghetto's what ya are when ya think that your nice
But the opposite dont look twice
(You're Ghetto)
You're G to the H to the E
that
And push it - salt'n'pepa
J pops nine shots then he
Drops it cause it's hot
That's some good shit
Some might be chockin on it like it's pot
What's happenin'? (What's happenin'?)
Hey, hey
Dis ya boy, Lil Jon (Lil Jon)
BME Click (BME Click)
What's up 40? (What's happenin'?)
What's up
What's happenin'? (What's happenin'?)
Hey, hey
Dis ya boy, Lil Jon (Lil Jon)
BME Click (BME Click)
What's up 40? (What's happenin'?)
What's up
Sometimes you gotta pay your dues
So don't worry just push on through
Keep'n it real
Gotta big up all my peoples who be working on the future
Though
throw me the pass n**** no look
Imma up with the fifth if I found out he leaking
And shawty a gunk yea shawty be skeezing
We took his inhaler that lil
cross her and she'll cut your head off
So talk nice and slow
But that's my girl be careful
I fantasize when your'e not by my side I want all the risk
Not
with mind control
It's all in my control
Tellin' lil' shawty to focus on breathin'
She can't keep that high controlled
Why would I tell you how I
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