Lyrics:
We run everything
We run the streets, the radio, and the club
All of the above
[Beanie Sigel and R. Kelly]
Yes, yes! (All the above)
Uhh
Double my cup, wait, Wock' on my seat (damn)
Switchin' these lanes, got her face by my knee (her head)
Two-hundred ain't shit to me (nothin', nigga)
I
where i sleep, now give me my key
[Verse 8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet
We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with
the two-seater
So put your Porche up, (uh)
Get your divorce up, (uh)
I'm sure she'll sign it when she seen me put my doors up
Mane, them niggas only wanna
cheeba, a lil' Margarita
Man them drawls comin' off, when she see the two-seater
So put ya Porsche up, get ya divorce up
I'm sure she'll sign it when
At 9 am every morning I flip on
The TV to see what celebrities are on talk shows
I flip on Live with Regis and Kelly
Man that's quality TV.
Good
a girl by my side
Make her sing like Kelly Price
I'mma make her sing
like Kelly Price
Reaper Vibes
They know it's my time
My cousin on the gram
Goin' off,
beef
I give these niggas that Common Sense whenever I gotta preach
As I sit here in my 2 seater, G Herbo in my damn speakers
I’m all in the pulpit like
dig-beaters
Ten millimeter, buck, buckn' you down from my two-seater
Rippin' shit for the brothers who ain't here
Killin' bears and kickin' snitches right
Kelly Rowland
Why will I diss dem
Give them cheap promotion
I think that they are so dry
I should give them lotion
But let them know that
If they wanna go
I been running cross these yards
Dreams stuck up in the field
I been crossing streets
Hoping that cars will yield
In my 4 seater bumping 2SEATER
bitch keep it
Just fucking leave my family alone, just fucking leave it, yo
All you people are two-faced
But I don't have time to waste
So I'll deal with
chick said that
I pulled on her hair too. It's kellys, listen up all women
I sweat weaves out, you should call me Richard Simons,
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2
trynna get in my Beamer
And it's a coupe two seater
She sipping that drink by the liter
She a fiend for the lean I don't need her
See us in Foreign car
it for the family
That's my kinfolk
All those rumors that I failed
You can end those
This aint a coupe
But I drive it like a two
Seater
We got two
she might be the type that want P to feed her
She wants a little cheaper, a little margarita
Mane, them draws comin' off when she see the two-seater
So
that outlives him
Like Malcolm did, we are out of sync
And out of time by the sound of things
Arms long like Dhalsim is how to win
Best murder machine
buy, won't stand by
And let a nigga do his dues
Fuck these hoes, get this bread, rep the crew, the
[Chorus - repeat 2x]
R - realest niggas puttin it
Dennis, I'm ridin' with rods
He ran up a twenty and bought a machete
Back trapped in a closet just like R. Kelly
I skrrt off in Lambs, she know I'ma
parents share often. When I was two or three years old, I was with my family at a swimming pool. The pool had a diving board and unbeknownst to them, I got
of my hoes faker than silicone, I'm fucked up and I'm knee-deep in
Tryna get in my zone, she a two-by-two model chick
Ig pics the only thing she
the loot back
Now you playing for the team and the captain, that's cream
You got the dream to push a mean two-seater
With a diva riding shotgun, just
ain't come up rough
Might pour a four in my cup, while I count up
Promise I can't get enough
V-Frame, when the heat change
In the two-seater, watch me
Got two bead freaks plus me riding in that two seater
They face to face
I'm by myself but they huggin' like a wife beater
Shout out to my OG for
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