Lyrics:
Jeezy, I know you ain't gon' let this shit go down like this, nigga
I'm hearin' these niggas in the club, niggas soundin' like you, nigga
Bitin'
Jeezy, I know you ain't gon' let this shit go down like this, nigga
I'm hearin' these niggas in the club, niggas soundin' like you, nigga
Bitin'
die or somethin', everybody falls
We live by this shit
You got money, you fall, it gon' catch you
Want the whole team rich
Want the whole team
you ain't Boosie
Yeah, know that drank good, when you pour it, hit the bottle
Yeah, Prada's on my feet, Cuban licks all on my collar
I do crime by
Diddy shit foreal nigga
Couldn't call dad I was raised up by the trill nigga
We don't play tag we ain't dealing wit the kids nigga
We don't play tag we
certified like Dr.Phil
I ain't with the talking i'm just sticking niggas keep it trill
I'mma menace and im out here throwing rocks like im dennis
Me and gang
can she suck it right now?
Fuck, can she fuck right now?
I done asked twice now
Can you bring your price down?
Lil Boosie with the wipe down
Ohh lil' T, bad boy cologne that shit is on my body
Ohh lil' T
Bad boy cologne, that shit is on my body
4-5, I keep one off in the head, he stupid if
pay the DJ to play my shit
[Chorus]
[Lil' Jon]
Yeah, hey, hey, hey
With the bull pimp cup man I'm sloppy drunk
I don't broke into club it's
pay the DJ to play my shit
[Chorus]
[Lil' Jon]
Yeah, hey, hey, hey
With the bull pimp cup man I'm sloppy drunk
I don't broke into club it's
Say you love me
Is it really trill or you going run when it get ugly
Worship the ground a nigga stomp no one above me
Skept I got it popping all
to the Cho I done ran through more hoes
Than lil Stanley Zero Tiger Woods and Jack Nichols (Go)
Shoot my lil shot I ain't missing that missile
Walk in your
can suck a dick
Okay, tell me shit, Lil Wayne fuck a bitch
Lil' nigga, big money, big gun full of that shit
Nigga I ain't Will Smith, nah, I ain't
Uh, uh, uh, uh uh, uh, yeah
Rockstar shit, Lil Peep
Pull up on his block, on his street
KKK on my feet
Young nigga broke, he ain't eatin' in weeks
and linguine (Phew)
My luggage Gucci, I'm G ain't no Fendi (Gucci)
Head nigga like Boosie, bitch by the Trina
The coupe is red and ruby (red)
Somewhere
Nigga ruthless, who this
Thought you knew this, Oh shit
This is Knew shit, lil' bitch
Got the crew lit, oh yeah
Been a fucked up lil' year, but we still
by the club swerve, you wit ya girl swerve
A nigga move swerve, all my thugs swerve
[Chorus]
You ain't never had shit (uh uh) swerve on em
For ya
Im going 0-100 nigga real quick
If you know me I stay on some trill shit
Niggas couldn't hang Had to cut em off quick
Had to make em all sick
She was a quiet one i turned her to a screamer
Trill
Taco
Fuck these niggas man, im on my shit all 2k19
Big z shit , in my bag nigga, my perny niggas
like it's Toosii
I got me a new bitch
I don't care about ya new switch
You said you want my head
Lil nigga you ain't gon' do shit
Riding round the town
(Trademark)
Ain't got to turn on demon mode, that shit be automatic
Ain't got to tell her, "Take 'em, off," that shit be automatic
See this lil
take you to the backyard
Different color lacks boy
Half a mil' cash in ya hand ya'll don't understand
Bricks in my pants say lil dude this grown man shit
Ayy, yeah, LDC gang shit, lil' bitch
Woah, I just swerved off the fuckin' road Yeah, it's big, Lope Dope, I'm payin' the toll
Pay that fee
I'm
Eyes red I'm full of that loud
Bad Azz like Lil Boosie
Acting out like that Bad Azz dvd the one I catch on YouTube
Counting money by the blue , blues
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