Lyrics:
today
Oouuu
Serving like a waistress
Serving like a choir boy
Serving like a waistress
Serving like a choir boy
Them young niggas hit them a lick last
don't ever trip or get too caught up in emotions
I got this shit in motion
I'm serving rappers like this was the US Open
Picture me rolling
Grabba in my
Hey, hey
Ay, 9 millimeter, my brother's my keeper
Was serving that ether before I did features
My mamacita, she know how to greet me
She know
vein (oh)
'Cause I'm the one that serving her, am I the one to blame? (no)
Crack cocaine, got my cousin losing weight
Used to be a plug, now he just
(Welcome to L.A)
Where you can see the whole city burning
'Cause the cops got Uzis and the dealers keep serving
And your kids ain't learning shit,
I came up off them o-o-o-o's
Hustling grams in them boa-o-o-o-o's
Breaking them thangs down to o-o-o-o's
Serving nothing but them o-o-o-o's
I came
need to search this world anymore
I've found myself in You
You made me the way I am today
You have been there all the way
Loving You serving You
That's
Ladies and Gentlemen
More of Jesus Everyday
Moje
I'm a Keep Walking
I'm a Keep Praying
I'm a Keep Serving
I'm a Keep Moving
Im-a live a life that
Dreamin' and schemin'
Head above water, barely breathing
Straight serving work, no sleeping
Geeking off them pillies running bucks up
Dreamin'
It been a long time, it been a long time
Chanel on yo back, Chanel on my spine
Remember them old days, remember them old times
Serving them blue
Ring, ring, ring
Serving fiends, fiends, fiends
Your bitch pretty, pretty, pretty
I'm gon' mingle I'm gon' sing
Ring, ring, ring
Serving fiends,
on East Main boy I was serving yea I was serving aye
Me and my niggas connected like cursive give em the gift and the curses
They say practice make perfect
Moneyman, I'm the message
Middleman, I'm the plug
Try me, nigga, I got drugs yeah (Trill)
I'm serving these hoes
I'm serving these hoes i boom by my home
My
down backboots
Twirl my hair, colorize my roots
In this chair? Yes, I can do
Just tell me when's my cue
She's serving it
She's serving it
Oh yeah, she's
No I was serving you something
Certainly making you just, waste time
No I was serving you something
Certainly making you just, waste, time
No I was
Ima Guapaholic junkie serving all the zombies
Grinding like I'm never satisfied still hungry
And if it's all there you can cop whatever from me
Trap
brick (Aye!)
Quarter pound, half a pound
Whole pound (Okay!)
100 pills, 1000 pills, serving major
Weight
JuiceMan and Gucci Mane make the trap
(Aye)
(Welcome to L.A)
Where you can see the whole city burning
'Cause the cops got Uzis and the dealers keep serving
And your kids ain't learning shit,
comes along with this dream
Serving my call of duty
Promised help to my momma, momma, momma, my lil sister
'Cause nigga, that's just my call of duty
I came up off them o-o-o-o's
Hustling grams in them boa-o-o-o-o's
Breaking them thangs down to o-o-o-o's
Serving nothing but them o-o-o-o's
I
brick (Aye!)
Quarter pound, half a pound
Whole pound (Okay!)
100 pills, 1000 pills, serving major
Weight
JuiceMan and Gucci Mane make the trap
(Aye)
3. Atlanta
Yeah mhm
I caught a case in Atlanta
Serving that Hannah Montana
Ride around town with them hammers
Light yo block up like
Plenty more for you, boy
We in the funky four door, no floor
He was serving that raw, oh boy
She was making that noise, oh boy
Plenty more for you,
serving the pack and serving I'm serving it raw
She gave me uck n I'm breaking her jaw
Biggest back that I reckon I saw
Say she gay buh she still in the low
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