Lyrics:
on, ion really freestyle
But nigga in the meanwhile
I got ya bitch in my coupe, me and Lil Snupe
'Bout to party ya bitch, show her what to do
'Bout
it's still Gucci luggage
I love Cape Cod, and watching fly bitches with grey eyes
Wrestle in a tub of KY to get my day by
I like to celebrate, why? -
it's still Gucci luggage
I love Cape Cod, and watching fly bitches with grey eyes
Wrestle in a tub of KY to get my day by
I like to celebrate, why? -
the most
Dior on my body, your girl a lil' sloppy, I pop a molly now I'm acting real slow
Fucking with me, I put him on a tee, you won't understand though, I
a millionaire be a be a millionaire (Lil mama come see what I mean)
Have a baby by me baby, be a millionaire
Have a baby by me baby, be a millionaire (Come
Pop out
Swerve
Pull up
Work
Slow down
Murder
Headlines
Curtains
Headlines
Curtains
Headlines
Curtains
Headlines
Curtains
Headlines
Curtains
Pop out
he gon' rob, no, he ain't
Zaza pounds came in the Tahoe
Turtle, man, I'm movin' slow on a tractor
Chrome Heart interior off a potent four
(Yeah) say he
plotting to rob the neighbors
I don't need no handouts, ion even fucc with you niggas
What the fucc Ima do with your favor
Lil Pink pill hit like a boxer
What we gone do about this love shit love shit
Baby let's move a lil cautious
I'm exhausted
Don't want
Your stupid love
Don't need nobody
Do bad by my
on the pills trynna rob
All of us got a grill and we getting guwop
Cash for gold junkie, chop shop with your car
Damn, I feel in the love of codeine
I'm
(Mukklockedin)
(The hoes love it)
Hey, tell me what you think (huh)
Been a long time since I looked for the receipt
I been gettin' lit, bitch,
fam in a mansion Pull up ghost Danny Phantom
Try to rob we hold em for ransom See I got them bags like Santa
She lookin like she wanna fuck
Lil bitch
ho-in', these bitches love money, get with it
So I put 'em on, all of 'em grown, they get dope
And all you need to do is just give 'em a lil' coke
So I
he swervin' by
That's your issue - God bless ya - you deserve to die
[Lil Wayne]
Look,
Which one of these niggas playin' with me?
I'ma strap up
here I is
With the re-mix (I just wanna be with you)
(Remix, remix, remix)
Now listen I been single for a while now
And I been kinda lonely
Been
Lil' Rob caught up in the mix with my flips
Make it last long just like a flick, got many flows so take your pick
Got more tricks than a magician
Fuck
Lil' Rob caught up in the mix with my flips
Make it last long just like a flick, got many flows so take your pick
Got more tricks than a magician
Fuck
[Chorus: Gucci Mane (Lil Scrappy): x2]
I rob in my black tee
Hit licks in my black tee
All in ya house searching for bricks in my black tee (Crank
Hey, hey bitch
Hey bitch get up it's time to go to work
Time to go to work bitch, it's your boy Lil Jon
Never will I love a bitch
Why would I trust
that's mix and match
Got pounds of weed Lil' P got crack
Not using fists my choppa clap
If the bitch talk back then
The bitch get smacked
Got golden grill
Bad lil bitch
Feeling the vibes
She going eat up the dick said
She like how I stay out the mix but..
She love when a nigga be popping my shit
I don't know why these bitches love the ones that dog them
I don't know why you ride with niggas you should rob them
I don't know why they think we
Know that we all out for this cream
You dont wanna mix with this
Lil bitch
Yeah nigga I already know
I already know I aint telling lies nigga
Shittin me
second, first I lost Lil C
I received they call, man
I can barely breathe
Huh, back to back, I'm rollin' weed
Poppin' Percs, not sippin' lean
I can hear my
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