Lyrics:
taggin' along
Naggin' if she had a sis maybe could mack a baby hoodrat
Y'all remember way back then, when it was 1985
All the way live, I think I was
Naggin' if she had a sis maybe could mack a baby hood rat
Y'all remember way back then, when it was nineteen eighty-five
All the way live, I think I was
hear them engines down the street, bitch you can tell we comin'
When I'm in that pussy, say she feel it in her bellybutton
By the way that we approach
At fourteen we was out there on that savage shit (gang-gang)
In the hood we beat niggas snatchin', smashin' shit (bitch)
Now I might be in LA smokin' that
to run it
Hangin' out the windows
Me and Gizzle with them dracos
That's not accidental
Bitch I'm monumental, and you not fundamental
Stay surrounded by
ran Bouchet, ain't fuck with Powell
That was grade school by the way, we been them niggas all this time
Actin' East headed for the rap, damn near
there, my corporation's like a million in share
The gat push weak niggas back, from Brownsville to Flatbush
9- double 1 dialing shorty wildin'
She
Me gusta cuando me pasan el sticky de los 14 we like to get High, the feeling when she lefts me makes me feel some type of way
My fingers are
hot middle of winter coupe no roof
You used to sushi then you know want some calamari
You want a nigga that might grow up and be somebody
O.T resorts by
I'm at
Sorta like the time you were never there for my stress,
Now that ya all impressed you want me to be relaxed?
Fuck it I'll call you back, that's
God, I no dey follow man
For you I might have to consider
Trips to LA taking photographs
If it's signed by me then it's an autograph
Live to die
(Avoidin the falsehood)
I’ve worked my ass off by day
(Just hitting the books)
And have been making a way
(Based outta their looks)
I’ve learned to knock
these beautiful women follow
Wherever I go
Million dollar deals on the table
Just a couple years ago
I couldn’t pay for cable
Growing up surrounded by
You, with your voice like nails
On a chalk board
Calling me out when I'm wounded
You (I got you) , picking on the weaker man
You
As you stand there
a little gigolo
I looked up to my bigger bro
Begged if I could kick it so
When he went out with girls I could go taggin along
Naggin if she had a sis
lonely song from Akon
Got a queen that cleans for me but she don't wear an apron
We both make cake but I'm the one that puts the steaks on
Darling don't
go taggin along
Naggin if she had a sis maybe could mack a baby hoodrat
Why'all remember way back then, when it was 1985
All the way live, I think I
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