Lyrics:
a cheetah
Get of your ass and get that bag chase them racks
Get that sack run it up till we on
Smoking on that strong
Man Free my niggas home
I just pray I
for sure
Lemme tell you one time
(girl I love, girl I love you)
I'ma tell you one time
(girl I love, girl I love you)
And I'ma be your one guy
You'll be
except girl please just have a plan (Please)
Told me she's living her best life, no need to grow up, she's Peter Pan
And she turns many men to minute men
Pockets caked up but I am not a baker
but shouts out to Anita
Tampico in my hand by the gallon, by the liter
I stay with the bread got ciabatta, wheat,
that I'm blessed as fuck
Carbon fire hydrant, he a' wet you up
You lackin' no cheetahs we a' catchin' up
You know I get that cheese, nigga Parmesan
[B.G.]
Uh-huh
Ah, Ah, Woah, Woah
I'm a guerilla, I'm a dog, I'm a beast, I'm a snake
the type that will walk up and put 10 hollows to your
(Come my way, yeah)
You got the juice (You got the juice)
Stand up, salute yeah
I’m just tryna see what’s up
Holla at me baby girl what’s up
I got a thang
thin stand out, fit in
Good girls don't fight be you, dress right
White face, tan skin stand out, fit in
Big boys don't cry shoot low, aim high
Eat up
Since Big ain't here, I'm about to do it for T'yanna
And put roses on the grave of Kanye's mama
This for all the lost girls locked up in the pen
mee
Durotimi ooo
And I will stand by you
Durotimi ooo
Girl make you stay with mee
Durotimi ooo
And I will stand by you
Gbemisoke oh
This you body
Wey go
chew 'em up and spit 'em out then cock it and run
Like a cheetah on the plain, chasin' after my lunch, hear the bones crunch
These time and numbers
at the stars pink sweat suit's
Lapearla drawers girl I'm still trying
To find a flaw
By your side boy here I stand
If you're looking for a lover
Then baby here
your legs cramp up, you can't stand up
You can hit a blunt if you want
I'ma pull my pants up
We can discuss a weekend of lust on top of the trust
a winner
All of this exotic fruit
What the hell we have for dinner
Shawty brought her posse
They remind me of the Cheetah Girls
Beggin' for some change
I
really beet it from the back
Girl say she fuck wit cheetahs
So I couldn't be her cat
Girl say she fuck wit oops
So I couldn't be her slat
Girl say she want
On the road to riches burning asphalt
If I'm looking at your girl it's that ass fault
Fly nigga with no passport
Ha!
I'm a hot nigga
(Hot nigga)
I'm a cheetah
, makin' popcorn
Flip the bag this side up
Then sit back on the couch
And let me put my penis in your mouth
Cause girl I really want some head tonight
night when TEST STAND #1 and THE ROCKET SLED ITSELF... (We have ignition!)... got LUNCHED! I said LUNCHED! (Lunched!) By a FAMOUS MOUNTAIN-IN and his
These faggots coming thru
Wit they guts and glory
Try that shit I leave you cut
Wit ya guts on the floor b
Pick em up
And put em in a duffle bag
Drop
And he don't love your smile (nah)
Girl, you know that ain't fair (c'mon)
The middle of the night (mm)
Is he gonna be by your side? (No, no)
Or will
baby
Girl, I'll go with you
Can depend on me
Yours truly
Girl I'll stand by you
Like a save from the star
I'm running baby
Girl I'll run with you
with a ass let it drop drop drop
Bass up in the speakers let it knock knock knock
Huh
Running to the money moving faster than a cheetah
All I do is win
I'm driven by emotions
On a mission, all about my division like a quotient
No more wishing I'm done messing with postponement
I'm posted on the phone
health
Niggas be hanging with pussies
And feed them
Skrt the fuck off in my Camry and leave em
Load up the choppa
He running like cheetah
Hot in the jungle
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