Lyrics:
bae, Just a drop tho
In the rari switching lanes skippin' pot holes, Up in neimans wit' the gang this is not jokes
Cashing out you see da chain, Shit
“Just watch” By: Rush MoneyMitch
I’m bout the f*ck the city up
Just watch
I’m beatin down da whole block
Big time we don’t put it on the clock
Hustle
Walk into to da club
All the mamis looking fly
Shaking what they mama gave them
Moving it wit pride
Jump right in
Floss the ghetto slide
Ready for
maxin
Send out da shootta, show how we packin
Miyagi wit choppas, that's how it's clappin
545 Make em fly like aladdin
Flick of da wrist, doing dat back
the pilot
It was 50 tickets
First flight home
Brand new phone
Last one still had plenty minutes
Fresh off the plane
Had to run to tennis
Yell at TT put your
like money
It look like I hopped out da vault
Run to the money like bolt
Get the money by any cost
N*ggas saying guap fell off
Haters on me had
Back in the Dana Dane when you had to entertain as an MC
Back in the Dana Dane when you had to entertain as an MC
Rollin' with Da Youngstaz Rotten
arms, in my mind all the time
I wanna keep you right by my side 'til I die
I'm gonna hold you down and make sure everythin' is right wit' you
You can
lets
Build a trap
Underground
Ion mainstream
Im underground
Qaun bring it in
By da pound
Qaun
Bring it in
By da p
Needa
Z come
Shop wit me
stripe out my pants leg
Jah jah by my side sellasie is my confidence
Me earning all da dollar accumulating cents
so Hyping up demselves & dem don’t
in a bitch like i bust rubber bands
Head to my toe in new fashion from france
When J in da party uno dat it's ova
Poppin these hoes like the kids wit
You Know How We Do, Hustle, A, A, A
Hustle
Je-Je-Jesus, Savior, I rep Him when I ride
Ca-Ca-Clap, the whole hood, wit a holy drive by
Je-Je-Jesus,
Teflon on wrapped around my chest
I do it tha best ya heard I do it tha best
Tuck da nine by my spine all the time
Stunt when I want a dead nigga fuck
Boaw boaw
Long live my uncle man
Gang
Mono
Lemme get yal hip
Gang gang gang gang gang gang
Nigga neva had sht, used to wish I had fresh kicks
up a long time
R.O.S.C.O.E. I done blew up like a landmine
And I'm winnin by a land slide
[Chorus]
I got my own steps
I got my own style
[repeat 4x]
her nails done She blowin by da bar she throwin thousand ones She rock da stunna shades she a stunna man Oh she see a stunna man yea im da man Now brush
niggaz there think we lame,
But shawty round here we don't play no games,
'cause nigga we be some playaz,
Representin ellenwood da cater,
Fresh wit dem
blind deaf or crazy baby
playboy you can believe that
{B.G.}
How you luv it now playboy? Manny Fresh on the motherfuckin tracks boy.
{DJ
a tiger by the toe wit a tic and a tac (attack)
Fool me one time then we runnin it back
Aimin at your neck like da head of an axe
This is not a channel for
cloth we are not the same
All that i am that i was that i be
D from the d d d d d
I came up on breed esham icp
Royce da 5 9 obie trice kd
Dj god father
white dripping oh I'm fresh to death
Drop the beat I cook it like a chef
I ain't never worried bout no one else
I can get these racks all by myself
Faucet
wit wings
Last night I had a dream about codeine
Ironically I'm fat but I'm full of lean
I'm fresh outta wraps but I got weed
Headed to the store top
eater
Standin' on the block in a fresh wifebeater
Filet mignon, me and Polow Da Don
Why they call you Rich Boy? Look at my charm
Look at my bracelet
and then imma say less
And now they keep sendin me rookies and rookies
Cause DJ Khaled wit it we are the best
And now we gon surely go boogie and boogie
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