Lyrics:
a bite
Brittany got that million dollar pussy
And you know all the boys wanna touch it
It's fire in the booth, me and Brittany got the juice
Bitch, who are
of peanuts, you know what else is bad for squirrels?
Ecstasy is the worst drug in the world
If someone ever offers it to you, don't do it
Kids, two hits
of peanuts, you know what else is bad for squirrels?
Ecstasy is the worst drug in the world
If someone ever offers it to you, don't do it
Kids, two hits
and ask me if I'm free tonight?
Don't be weird around me, boy
Keep it squeegee round me, boy
You know I won't keep it PG, this is more like Brandon Roy
bout that life
Money phones do it for that hype
Slave to a loan, know about that right
You ain't bout that life, you ain't bout that life
You ain't bout
to hear
You know, we had the ability to do it
So let's put it out and let's do it man
So that was one of our motivations too.
I come from royalty that paid
someone who'll treat well
Just make sure you stay true to yourself they don't like it oh fucking well
Naw baby you ain't no sapphire don't believe them
y'all something to remember
Me by, this album then I'm saying goodbye
Now my people looking at me like, Why Lie
If I tell y'all the truth
You'd be
wit the clique
But would you bang with the clique if it was thick
or do you just ride dick?
Cause playa', I don't know you, nigga' tell me who you
wit the clique
But would you bang with the clique if it was thick
or do you just ride dick?
Cause playa', I don't know you, nigga' tell me who you
think I'm funny 'cause I'm worldwide
Too many millions are the victims of a genocide
I'm going crazy, all I do is see and stand by
We're a victim
the streets every single day an night
Imma have to fight until this music take flight
So stay up out my way if you don’t wanna get hurt
Everyone who knows me
mode when it come to the money
Marshawn Lynch, stubborn but hungry
Mama said you come in lonely
Watch the snakes, rats, and niggas who phony
Strong
Platinum, Mister Doctor Lynch Hung
We do your ass in good just for fun
Fifteen inches in your ass bitch
Take it and love it, but I ain't talking bout no
out on me
Well I care but you know I chose it, I married you
I'll deal with it
He didn't choose this
Do you love who you sleep with?
Every night I go
Drugs in my pocket
Please don't search me
If you do
Then we might have a problem
Put a bullet
In your intestinal column
You should know by now
I'm more
Don't feel sad that you don't yet feel P
Even I underrated P
I gave you a few proofs so you can go
And let me know if ever you need some more
I
to the gill
You popping them pills? Nigga?
Push that away
You’ve been lead astray, yeah
Right where you lay
These niggas they watching
They plot by the day
bang bang
Thug Lord niggas we do the damn thang
[Spice 1]
Nigga you listenin' to the B-O-S-S-I-L-I-N-I
Yukmouth and C-Bo you know they label us
against the vision through your
Ferragamo shades can protect you with the tint
But on the other side of the states
I'm black enough to Lynch a written
wit the clique
But would you bang with the clique if it was thick
or do you just ride dick?
Cause playa', I don't know you, nigga' tell me who you
hit, then you next, yah
30s in case you do flex, whoa
I just stepped off of the plane, whoa
I'm gettin' love from yo main, whoa
She know me by my real
Neb'in [never]
You know I gots to (say high) stay high, keep recipts for alibis
And the meat they ate from them drive-bys ain't mine
cause mine's a supe'
you did something wrong
Why do they shoot our children and bring them harm?
When they just need help from their inner city blues where they have been
_(cropped).jpg/226px-Claire_Lynch_(30361323857)_(cropped).jpg "Claire Lynch")
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