Lyrics:
Max B:
I ain't tryna stop the ride on my cavalary
Niggaz tried to body me and ain't nobody stoppin' me
I'm not tryna go ho-whoa-ome
Verse 1
Max B:
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
Priceless like emeralds, check out the ski mask
King Tut's nephew gave it to me for three bags
Of heron, Don Baron, sniff a bag of blow
Fifth out,
the things I seen (We know too much)
'Cause the things I seen (We seen too much)
It was packed on the Ryker's bus
The tight cuffs is holdin' me shackled
you hang?
Or do you slang?
Or wear a chain?
Wear platinum rings?
I still maintain my ghetto siren
Keep my pride
Get in my ride
Twenty-inch rims
rings?
I still maintain my ghetto siren
Keep my pride
Get in my ride
Twenty-inch rims
I sport a brim
And when my girls
Go to the mall
Around
Diamond baugette bracelets for my lovers
Player, I use Cristal to lubricate rubbers
Who got shit on his wrist that cost 3 nickel
Who got the project
on the cover of life.
Octover 1st, 1954,
3 year old baby with 38 inch chest.
That was something to behold! Ahh.
Now, the name of the performer
that I play in
Throwed wardrobe, by my bed son of a bastard
When it come to Cadillacs
Trae got that mastered
And the game that I got, way flyer than NASA
Me and Three 6
pullin' tight, kid, I'm like a
Renegade, abandonin' everything, except my girl and her motherfuckin' wedding ring
666, flip it around, 999, that's a king
on the shoulders of twenty thousand fiends
Every time a nigga wanna try and turn a profit
Folks rush in, three letters try and stop it
F B I R S D E A
One letter
rings?
I still maintain my ghetto siren
Keep my pride
Get in my ride
Twenty-inch rims
I sport a brim
And when my girls
Go to the mall
Around
Hold tight, count to three
Gotta stay close by me
And hold tight, sing and shout
Just ride my round-about
And hold tight, shut your eyes,girl
North Carolina you know I'm sippin' on tequila (brain freeze)
Taught the whole team how to play Fuck the Dealer
Three guys on our team are all named James
Like bobbito and stretch
I'm the needle in the hay stack
I rap with gold rings and air max
Eating Apple Jacks
Hash tag on snap chat
Puff puff pass
Hit
on my seat
Ten-thousand-dollar toe rings, featured by me
Bitches know it's time out
They be fucking me so good, I be like 'Time out'
They want to fuck
on the grind again
Everything is everything
I got my nails done, flyin' pinky ring
I'm actin' like a king
I'm sittin' in my throne
With my roll on, get my grub
the root I want the whole damn tree
Ain't tryin' to stock around for the Illuminati
Got to buy my own island by the year 2 G...
Since way back I've been
Hold tight count to three, gotta stay close by me
An' hold tight sing an' shout, just jump around about
An' hold tight shut your eyes, girl you can
Hold tight count to three, gotta stay close by me
An' hold tight sing an' shout, just jump around about
An' hold tight shut your eyes, girl you can
Hold tight, count to three
Gotta stay close by me
Hold tight, sing and shout
Just ride my roundabout
Hold tight, shut your eyes
Girl, you suit me
quick, you slower than a snail (Than a snail)
I’m schoolin’ ‘em, man somebody ring the bell (Haha)
I be gettin’ money, tell by the smell (By the smell)
hand
Or if you want to strike me down in anger
Here I stand
I'm your man
If you want a boxer
I will step into the ring for you
And if you want
inch long, 'bout three inch wide (she loves)
Dolla, dolla bill is her only type (she loves)
You love her but you'll never be (she loves)
The one,
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