Lyrics:
you mean)
Yeah I'm flexing
Yeah I'm flexed up
Yeah I'm on right now
And I'm next up
I done came down
From the Greedy G
What it do who it be
Ice Water
And girl, I'm fuckin' serious, I'm wit' it if you wit' it
'Cause yo' verses turn me on and yo' pants are mighty fitted
Ugh, damn! I think you caught me in
and hollering but you ain't talkin bout nuthin
Came thru the muthafuckin back door of the bando wit a bandana flaggin hoe
Roll thru ya block with the AR knock ya
Those are facts so I don't wanna hear
All this big money shit like
You be hustlin' matter of fact
You say one thing I don't like tonight
I'ma be petty
overshadowed by cowardice
Take it outside like planned internet outages
Thousands is conservative when estimating my net worth
Unless, that is, you tally up my
gonna be a showdown, knockdown, drag out (yeah, uh, come on)
Gun slingin', shoot 'em up
I bet you think this song is about you
(Who you talkin
gonna be a showdown, knockdown, drag out (yeah, uh, come on)
Gun slingin', shoot 'em up
I bet you think this song is about you
(Who you talkin
balls? (Who?)
Homies, i'm talking about like you and yours
We talkin' about HOMIES! HOMIES!
Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine
Our motha fuckin' HOMIES!
Are you walkin' and a-talkin' with the Lord?
Will he take you by the hand and lead you to that promised land?
Are you walkin' and a-talkin' with
Are you walkin' and a-talkin' with the Lord?
Will he take you by the hand and lead you to that promised land?
Are you walkin' and a-talkin' with
Respect, walk
Are you talkin' to me? Are you talkin' to me?
Run your mouth when I'm not around, it's easy to achieve
You cry to weak friends that
Respect, walk
Are you talkin' to me? Are you talkin' to me?
Run your mouth when I'm not around, it's easy to achieve
You cry to weak friends that
By the way your walking
Girl your waist line is calling
As you step in the club
You know man are turning
Girl your waistline is calling
One look at you
makin' that GTA"
'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard
You come talkin' that trash, we'll pull your card
Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be
pull up in my area
(In my area)
And if you do
I aim like Coldzera
(Gang, gang)
You know who we are, baby don't be
Nonsense
(Nonsense!)
Ass pictures in
the game you can't get hired
Heaven on my chest the gates are open I am higher
Burry success with me so when I'm gone I'm not pieced apart
I got these
makin' that GTA"
'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard
You come talkin' that trash, we'll pull your card
Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be
Scarlet letter on her chest
Can't love with this on her conscience
Tell me who's the other girl, girl, girl, girl
Are you the one he's talkin' to
When
another
That's why me and lil' jazz bout to spazz
Can you keep up?
I'm just feelin' sorry for who ever gotta sweep up
Yea, bills every where, trill
Yeah, nigga what's up with all that motherfuckin' shit you was talkin', nigga?
(Nigga, why you trippin'? Hey Dre, why you trippin', why you
niggas ain't hear that clearly
Yeah nigga, I'm talkin' to you
I'm only tryna make ends, no snakes, associates, friends
Don't know who you are, it depends
I
You know I kept talkin shit
Motherfuck you damn shithead bitch!
So much game, when I'm (?) tuck
I make a bitch po' who never suck
You know I kept
Holiday Swing!
by Carolyn Sloan
It’s cold outside and
It feels like snow.
Lamps are shining with a silvery glow.
And just like a favorite song we
goes
Her booty look like cargo
I'm like, "Who is all of that for?
I caught her like off the backboard
Bitch, you can get ya back broke
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