Lyrics:
When I start getting pussy every day of my life
It really didn't matter what the bitch look like
I remember one night, after the Sugar Ray fight
Kathy Ray,
She'd been given her name by a certain gentlemen way
Back in the day,
When she did her auditioning to be one of Ray Charles' girls.
it twisted, we some killers like we serial (pop, pop)
I'm the G.O.A.T., but it's ostrich by material
I know you won't, but I be cautious when I'm
we get it each way
When I'm in a funk I put on dunks like the east bay
Withdrew four by hundred like a relay
Withdrew four by hundred like a relay
Let
things
No doubt they hide their innermost thoughts, as if to keep Him from knowing them
Surely even when they cover themselves with their garments, He
stop pressin play then
Was the kid, now im the man when i enter places
Whoop
Got em salty makin lemon faces
Nigga came up, eyes roll when i drive by
Catch you lacking put you on a picture Frame (Yea)
Let's make a movie, got DVD blue ray
Pick up the cash and make it rain on my day
You can call me
he's a nice cat.
But he's not my cat.
I don't have a cat.
That man, he won't leave me alone.
He calls me names, the worst names,
the worst
me straight
I can't live without her I fuck her everyday
Shawty stayed by my side when I started grindin'
She da main reason why a nigga shinin'
everybody'd speak
When he walked in they'd say (Hi Rick)
And when he passed by, they'd say (Dumb Dick)
Really hard-headed, cause he said he had juice
But it was
everybody'd speak
When he walked in they'd say (Hi Rick)
And when he passed by, they'd say (Dumb Dick)
Really hard-headed, cause he said he had juice
But it was
by day
I mean who's to say
Who's to say, you find an answer when living?
What if you just die?
What if life as we know it is all a dream?
What if we
still young...'cause, 'fo y'all knows it, he be reachin' adulthood and marry some bitch name rhonda ...'n, by dat time, he gwine become what dey call
a brick back,
Now I'ma move it by day nigga six macks,
And ain't no runnin' off with yay shootin' big straps,
Forty cals, S.k's with no kick back,
Get
"fuckoff". You can, you can.
When I did the vocal I tried to cover it up by going "Oh no", but in the
Background you still hear it "fuckoff". And it's even
Got a late call from
My best friend Ray
He said get down here fast
It's your big pay day
But he's face down in the yard
I think it must've been
Trying to puncture on my life by filling up my lungs
The shit you call air, but I call it death
'Cause it makes me choke and lose my breath
My toes
a lil' dick
Let me find out, a-yo see we're just alike, call it ironic
But why they don't listen when I say we're platonic
Well you know how niggas talk
fatal folly
You are as faithful as the coming of a rainbow
When a sun-lit storm has passed me by
You've scattered gifts so freely, like waves upon
C-C-Choppa finna leave him baking
She wanna fuck we ain't dating
Kill a nigga call me Satan
I just might go Super Saiyan
Kill him if he think I'm playin
Shot
Oh I
I can't help but lose my mind
'Cause when you're lying by his side
I'm breaking down
I'm bleeding out
But you sleep fine
And I
Oh I know you
entertainment
I'm just sayin'
I could go way way way way back to the old me
I know eleven niggas who got seven figures in they pockets made it by they doley
We
through
I'm not one for missing
But I start to miss her kiss
It's like she never left
Call me when you wanna talk about it
You know he's gonna use you
But
prefer?
The nigga that's gonna sell a fight?
Or the nigga that's gonna end the
Fight when he get in one?
Ya house? Got foreclosed
Your cars? Got repo'd
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