Lyrics:
You got a big
But plenty people make it all right
For hot stuff girl
Goodbye my dear
Goodbye my dear
Goodbye my dear
And you're doing well
For
Dawg, if that's the case, I gotta ask you, "what's the plan, huh?"
It's Money. Iced up
My flow the right stuff
Heads up, my mic tough
These hoes, they
laughing
On 83, by 82, would've been 81
In the 80's they made money by hustling anyone
79 flows, got 78 more
I think I got around 77 songs that I wrote
It's
a crooked cop cruising down the wrong block
Can leave it bruised
Slain bodies stained black and blue
But one shot aimed at just the right spot
Can drop
get high cause the sky is my hood
I guess I'm the streets cause she belongs to me
I ain't a flexer it's just that I got a degree
This my block kid
This
attitude u been stashin' my stuff (That's right)
Ima bad boy like Mike Lawry (Bad Boys Baby)
How u think u got that rainbow Lui,
Not with a legal job's
attitude u been stashin' my stuff (That's right)
Ima bad boy like Mike Lawry (Bad Boys Baby)
How u think u got that rainbow Lui,
Not with a legal job's
learned, but it ain't nothing new
What happened to your funk, did you lose it?
Or did you get juked by Dangerous Music?
We stole all your money, and all
birth control pills
You on some new stuff, I heard about that sex change
You got a vagina, your grandmother think it's strange
New eyeliner, you was
much stuff (jam)
It ain't, don't you
It ain't too much for me to
The world keeps changing, rearranging minds and thoughts
Predictions fly of doom,
nigga show his ass out in public
I got the whole block bumpin
You ain't gotta like it 'cause the hood gone love it
You ain't gotta like it 'cause the hood
Ayyyee ayyye ayyyee
Let's gooo
Karmaaa owwww
"It's 2019 so you know it's goin down
I'm the new kid in town down to clown
If I'm around
I got a funky
beat
That it ain't got you licked
It can't get you crazy no matter how many
Times you might get kicked
You need something special all right
You need
now
I think I got enough bandz now
Shawty done got a new hairstyle
I curved that bitch now she assed out
Yes we known to get it and we on the block
I play the curb
I never got caught by a undercover DT
Nah chill AT&T can't see me
You grab mics from the ones I left broken
Kid, don't front, you
I play the curb
I never got caught by a undercover DT
Nah chill AT&T can't see me
You grab mics from the ones I left broken
Kid, don't front, you
just because you know
I got it it's because of me that
We're eating right up in this bitch don't
Stretch it by asking for a lawyer
And shit" That's
Franklin, ain't the end, I was here when it begin
See if ya ridin' davin rims, celebrate by lettin' em' spin
I bought some new ones in, to replace the older
much stuff (jam)
It ain't, don't you
It ain't too much for me to
The world keeps changing, rearranging minds and thoughts
Predictions fly of doom,
your dance, do your dance (we got a brand new dance)
Down, down, do your dance, do your dance (let's go now)
They say that's what you make it
to go to, you know
Trader Joe's and have it shipped to me"
Victory, history
More G than a kid's movie, Royalty
My name is Rock in the new drop
My
How's it going?
Good
You?
Fair
Yeah, tell me
Russian Tea Room
Hi
Mary
Say hello
I think I got a job
Where?
True
gettin' tragic
Now we on some new stuff, I never feared the Ku Klux
My own clan is actin' up, I blame it on the Phillie blunt
What you gonna do? Kids are
New York
But its half in Miami
Nigga move your wait
My dimes be one point O's, 20's be two point 2's
Bring a snack and some fruit punch too
And you
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