Lyrics:
listenin' to this
'Specially if you a pretty little female
Aesthetic on the track, boy
Sweet baby Jesus
Check out the flick of my wrist
Pull up in my whip
a bag, no demonstration
Unproblematic and I'm untouched
Slim waist and I'm working my small butt
He done been in more pussy than a tampon
My nigga got
Don (Corleone)
How dem ladies deh a gwaan so man
Check fi it enuh hey, b- baby
Wine up yuh body fi me shorty
Feel mi teelie pon yuh
Likkle more
Oh you out here getting bizzy huh
Caught you snitching huh
Oh you trapping you the plug huh
You a thug huh
Say you rapping where the bars though
to say
where I been today
I've been in my skin
Look, I won't entertain
I'm gon' lead the way
You gon' learn today
I don't do nothin' but win
Why you
statements get you whacked for that paper
Pistol whip a flunky knock him out like Joe Fraser
It's a slim chance my thug gone slime you out and do you shady
She's like where I am, baby you should come by
I'ma bring that check, baby I'ma bring that gold out
I got what you need, baby I'm gonna give you that
when he comes to collect
Run in and check, my cassette - it's a slight chance
you might see, demons escapin from in the deck, and now that I...
[Sweet
pumps poisonous blood, your choice, the slugs
You do dirt in the rain, than your name is mud
Major love to thugs in the back of the clubs
Strapped for
and fam fed up by me boy
Knock, knock shit, bet they lock the door
Engaged but headed 'round divorce
She caught it, check my child support
Make a nigga that
thugs
But most of these news call most of us thugs
And most of these shooters be the boys in the blue
And most of these doors don't open and close
shells like Mario
Chuck a deuce to the eses in the barrio
That '96 party flow for ladies and lotharios
Mercedes mentality, tech like a Tesla
Wallace Beery
the screw heads crank it up feel this
Rest In Peace Pimp C from the heart of Texas
If you don’t know, we’ll you gon learn some truth today
Asshole by nature,
You know me fella, same ol' Thug
Wit the chicks and drugs up in the club
Dro smoke, getting high wit my folks
Red eyes, I'm a hide behind Gucci shades
yo fuckin lip up
'cause money and murder is the code that I live by
Come to ya set and do a muthafuckin walk by
Deep in the game preparing for
of their own medicine
Let 'em get a good taste of it
I'm sure you got that relationship memo by now, but in case you didn't
I'll stick this whole pad full
consequences
I know you mean well but I don't always listen
You can't be saved by the way that you're living
I know you want to live in the land of the free
In
half mixed
All pretty chicks
From the fat to the slim
And they all about the business
Feelin like a villain
When I get by the bar
At a round the way
Shout out to Chamillionaire, Devin the Dude and UGK
South Park Coalition, The Niyat, Slim thug and Lil' Keke
Travis Scott, Big hawk , DJ screw
808
Don't put ya trust in these nigga's
Don't put ya heart in a woman
See my love you took advantage
Its damaged you thought you wouldn't
Its damaged
the drugs, see I'm tied in with the thugs
Everybody got a plug, guess we all straight
If ain't nobody broke, then why the long face
Never lose your fight, go
Cause why in steady getting thugged by these hoes
My diamonds they gone shine they shine
Choppas automatic hop out let em have it
Grew up with no daddy
Jackson Jordan Scottie Pippen check the pimpin
Got a new bitch no kids azz phat new amg coupe & I whips it
Pussy game tight & terrific
Mouf game explicit
whipping aye
I just need a minute aye
Used to be by Lanier shit
After I moved from John jay
This hush puppies and hot fish
My lady like slim fit
Never skinny
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