Lyrics:
your s*** like the Grinch Who Stole Christmas
And my presence is a gift you might as well put me on your wish list
She want a present but that's in
mind is my business so I'm...
Minding my own, in the club 'til this girl said,
"Let me see your telephone"
I passed her my celly
She called her
The situation, escape that
And I really can't tolerate none of that
Fuck that bitch
Who's shoes for the two's when she eight' ten
No clue how you miss a shooting
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up (remix)
Fuck that shit, we get turnt 'til the sun is up
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
blocks 'til I'm dizzy (yeah, what?)
Like where is he? (yeah, what?)
No one seen him (yeah, yeah)
I'm tryna clean 'em (yeah)
She's in love with who I
glass
Know a bitch spit facts
If she tellin' you that Liz kicks ass
Crest the hill, we dressed to kill
Catch every eye walkin' to the next refill
Check
the club y'all look at us
And say, "Damn, them boys be ballin"
[Chorus]
Whassup fuck nigga, man you know who you is (you know)
You the ones be payin'
Two four I ball like a laker
New team like I play for the pacers
Counting this money im counting this paper
You sneak diss so we lifted ya face up
buck
So slut, you better fuck as good as you look and suck as good as you fuck
When it comes to this porn shit you know who the master is
Bitch I'll
Hell with this, we takin' over the spot
I don't like to but I will resort to the glock
The whole camp is sick, you can't do nuttin' but like it
It's like
[Verse 1]
Saturday night, The club was packed, But I can't get no action
The girl I want is frontin hard, I can't get no satisfaction
Thousand people
a picture, just gelato and runtz Ima mix it
Verse 2:
Slide down the ave I hop out stop, I'm with your girl take a picture
She tryna come and get busy heard
and bitch is gonna take flight.
she gonna take a right, when you ain’t got nothing left.
she goon fuck all of your guys, and leave you perplexed.
but you
great who needs a cleaner lung
She know she's hooked she tap the floor cos earth is good enough
You see us out she call me bro and give me churchy hugs
chick named Latoya
But little did he know, Latoya was a ho
Lotta shit about Latoya he don't know
She fucked with some nigga named Bo, who sold blow
But
if you not afraid to fly
You need to get on a flight and fly tonight
Brought up in the hottest clubs so high
That tonight for these hoes is
bird sucked them off to help with my release
I said you better get tested, she'll give you the clap
I'm in the GLC, and this is how I rap
He's back:
niggas be all up in my way
You're secure don't you worry bout a thang
I got these two twin glocks and when they cocked this is what they say
[Chorus:
niggas be all up in my way
You're secure don't you worry bout a thang
I got these two twin glocks and when they cocked this is what they say
[Chorus:
pass
Sober fast
Naddy's back
In a flash
So I dash
With the crew
They tell me
That she's been looking for you
I push back my hair
Call this shit take two
I felt too much of my own pain
Instead of yours
My children smell the Brandy on my breath
They smell the marijuana stench
I swear it's so intense
Is
cockatoo
I might eat a cock or two
Call me by my name cause I couldn't give a fuck or two
Pop like I'm swedish, Max on the beat, like
Who that be? Did
a chef
She’s a teacher can’t think of anybody who’d be equal
A healer for people
Got questions she the answer knowledge is supreme but only if you seek her
the Late Late Show
Yo Vee, let them know
This the 32 flow
Club too active, all these chicks
And she wanna be my baby, no
This the 32 Town
Guess who's back,
.jpg/220px-Brandy_Norwood_–_Brandy_(album).jpg "Brandy")
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