Lyrics:
Monday,
it ain't trickin if you got it dats wut I say, you say?
I say and wut I say goes
'Cause I'm a hood nigga,
I keep dat purt by the pound,the
Monday,
it ain't trickin if you got it dats wut I say, you say?
I say and wut I say goes
'Cause I'm a hood nigga,
I keep dat purt by the pound,the
Monday,
it ain't trickin if you got it dats wut I say, you say?
I say and wut I say goes
'Cause I'm a hood nigga,
I keep dat purt by the pound,the
my only fan bothered by ya ex man when he be up on the gram she said you a dub had to ruin homies plans I’m just keeping it a stack hold this grand
Me
feels wrong but it's right, no, baby
Perky got me lookin' at your body all day
And it feels right, my baby, yeah
Baby steps when you walk
You got baby
O dub
That's why she stay right by my side
Like LL she's so bad
She like when my troop's sag
My tattoos, she like that
Anything she want, she got
Dubs, you niggas know its Dub Szn
I can't stay local no more, I take over my region
Grateful for all of the love, my fans go to war for the kid like
body rock
Snoopy on that player shit, you're not
Eenie, meeny, miney, moe
Now which Backwood I'm gon' light up?
Turn it right up and get the party
Money be my language
You gotta be stupid to think ima fall for your love
Ima demon, if you sent from above
Ion trust hoes, so you bitches is dubs
I got my
the Tees and the Polos
I got merch we've been shipping out the postal
I been flippin' like the channels on Roku
Told you I've been on a wave and it's so true
(Yeah)
Where I'm from, they shootin' shit up odee
Probably 'cause we ain't got no OGs
Don't start judgin' if you don't know me
Had a bad
the Cayenne
I told the judge, "Fuck it", I'm goin' on the run
You want it, my dawgs'll look out for the bond
And I'm gettin' by, let 'em choose sides
We
We push V's from bently to drop,
Got big thang baby I still greedy,
To my enemies I hope you keep envyin'.
Chorus: Usher
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah,
Yeah
from my mom and dad
I don't want to wait
This love I want it fast
(Want it fast)
Man I got it bad, Usher type of feel, this fallacy a fad
Searching,
ain't fond of it
Toxic ass people drugs on a rising tip in a bad house, bad neighborhood bad environment
Locked in your bedroom, thinking you ain't gotta
dem chains, nah that shit is a dub
But it ain't all bad here in the Rotten Apple
We got some ight strip joints and what have you
We welcome anybody,
get the fuck up out my face (Out of my face)
Got my main bitch hittin' high notes like usher, know the lil' bitch gettin' slayed (Gettin' slayed)
dough
Can I get a woop woop
To these niggaz from all of my bitches
Who don't got love for niggaz without dubs?
Can I get a fuck you
To these bitches
got a big bag on me
I got some hundreds and fifty's and dubs
I said I wanna fuck with you so bad
But I just hope that I do not fall in love
I said I
to determine
Anything you'd call good or bad
I'm still young and I'm learning
Early bird in the world
Just vibing on my Nimbus
Scoop my Videl, she got the hit
love but that shit left me stuck now that shit is a dub
I work to come up
Got homies above
Everything lovely
Hell to pay if you touch me
Young goat
them Corn Rows to the back
I ain't really tryin' to be picky
But if you give me somethin', it's got to be the sticky
Doin' by the ounces, lo' lo's
down on taking these pills
It's up its stuck swear the streets they ain't show me no love
Took some L's now I call it a dub
Got the juice I became
dogs
True niggas, do niggas, hey you niggas
Can't get with us 'cause we rip shit up
It's Mack Dime, and D-O dub
Here's a toast
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