Lyrics:
the club, me and all my niggas
All these bad bitches, all this free liquor
Surrounded by so many women one of these hoes might be your wife
She lookin' for
the club, me and all my niggas
All these bad bitches, all this free liquor
Surrounded by so many women one of these hoes might be your wife
She lookin' for
the club, me and all my niggas
All these bad bitches, all this free liquor
Surrounded by so many women one of these hoes might be your wife
She lookin' for
the club, me and all my niggas
All these bad bitches, all this free liquor
Surrounded by so many women one of these hoes might be your wife
She lookin' for
bitches, all this free liquor
Surrounded by so many women one of these hoes might be your wife
She lookin' for a nigga that's ballin' so tonight might be
Caddy pulled over and let us by
Now all of a sudden she started a knocken
And down in the depths she started a rockin'
I looked in the mirror, a red
paranoid, the SAS
Will end the game by kicking in your door
By the pinball lights, you got petrified
Your glass in hand, just staring at the walls
Yeah,
fuckin lacking
Come in like im Tom Cruise all I know is action
Big forty ill blow a fuck nigga back in
Shorty say she want me cause I got that money
All
bangin' on my door
My music's too loud
I got clothes on the floor
(Pick em up)
She doesn't understand
I'm cruisin' in the fast lane
I'm fresh outta nerves
killed in the street over tennis shoes
It's hard enough for us blacks to earn cash man
The homeless keep warm by settin fire to a trash can
Now everyday
I went down to Saint James Infirmary,
To see my sweetheart there...
She was lying on the table,
So white, so cold, so bare.
Well I went to old Joe's
chilling like two vegetables
But when it kicked in she turned your boy into an edible
Incredible, the feeling so incredible
I'm a miracle timing so
James though
Bitch I'm fly like maggots
And she superfly like Angels
And lil shorty got them curves
Stay in her lane though
And she know how to make it
Have you heard of the ship called the good Reuben James? Run by hard fighting men both of honor and of fame.
She flew the Stars and Stripes
that bitch in my Lotus
She fuck with me in a mobile
Get this money by myself
Counting hundreds by myself
Counting all these commas, spending all
The world is hers she wanna hold it she wanna hold it
She blow the smoke and hit the bottle
Oh yeah she living by the code
Making her money on the road
Cold
Ayo, for real, look, let me just say this
I wanna say I love Def Jam, Def Jam changed my fucking life
There's definitely some fuckboys in that
them eight by
Ten glossies of your band oh Jesse
He says you wear cross around your neck and
Come on with nails in your hands
With your insides showing
then
Ready and set, I just wanted next in
I had to put this thing over everything
Granny told me "sonny, make it make sense"
"Your momma, my daughter,
one-on-one
Take this dope, hit a one on one
Ain't nothing else to do, she wanna cum for fun
I'm by myself, I brung no one
Nigga, she want me like Givenchy
In
discipline
Got to figure it out when the men in the drought
Niggas tripping like big shoes what clowns do for clout
Sonny Liston in the heavyweight bout
Niggas
Hold the fuck up
Hol hol up
You already know yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yea Sonny turn me up SONNY yeah yeah yeah
Championship im winnin’In
Look at my
I am a father, I'll be great at it
Cause of you, nothin' in this world's terrifying
You 4'11, make me feel like a giant
But I'm right here with
committed
She in backseat squirting
Leather seats get sticky
This rifle 4'11
Hold that bitch like a midget
She asked me do I love her
And I told her "just
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