Lyrics:
we gon' do it) we're gonna stand by
This one's for North Carolina, come on and raise up
Take your shirt off, twist it 'round your hand
Spin it
(mhm) raise the temperature
Turn it up (Turn it up)
Turn it up (Turn it up)
Turn it up (Turn it up)
Need a glass Henny, pour it up, pour it up
Bust it
We have all the bills like cosby stacking money
Bills like cosby bitches like the boss badly
Try bring me down but me up again
No mount ah bloodclath
hit me up on the gram and said, "Damn
You don't even need a buzz to
Be gettin' love from your fans"
I said it's a difference between
A fan
& Wheezy
Movin' on up, niggas use to tease me
See me on top
It makes you queasy.
Sick with it
Bitch, I'm Bruce Lee
Seduce me
You're nice and juicy
In
fines by five times. It's a
price climb to pay your bills the way it tilts like a
land fill hill built in the financial playing field.
They can steal
me pop my trunk
Show you my amps and my Mossberg pump
Because when I pull it most niggers run
Fool niggers stay and get hit by the ricochet
Let's raise it up high to the sky,bullshit aside
Bullshit aside
Footprints on the moon,moonwalk away from
That bullshit they put me through it made me
If you a bad boy
If you a bad boy then you die
Westside outlawz when we ride, get me high
They fucked up when the rob me
Put another contract
If you a bad boy
If you a bad boy then you die
Westside outlawz when we ride, get me high
They f***ed up when the rob me
Put another contract
All delighted people raise their hands
And I took you by the sleeve
No other reason than to be your leading man
And you woke up with a fright
Our
bills (How?)
Oh the pennies (How you gonna pay 'em all?)
When I was just a little girl (I was just a little girl)
Had my sights set on a bigger world
Yeah yeah i'm trying to get through to you
You don't listen just hear me out
You're too young to look that tired
Too sweet to be that sad
Any moment
they got me fucked up
Man, I got polls, like a fuckin Mac truck
You don't want this fuckin nigga to
Pull up with the Mac up
Bao bao bao, fuckin back up
wanna come up
Niggas slangin' snow packs, nose running, I'ma
Let you get your mind right, homie on that weed though
Baby on them mollywhops, blinded by
see?
The cops just killed another black man that look just like me
And nah, this ain't the first time, and it won't be the last
Unless you stand up
money so gon' go and get a pay raise
If you gonna' rip me off I'll spin you like a Beyblade
Read you like a book and I'll be flippin' up the same page
S-K-Y, can I ask you why;
Dolla dolla bills always on your mind
They can get you by, they can get you fly
All the watches in the world but ya can't buy
and trust me, things, they fell apart
Wash myself with acid, it's because I got a denim heart
My conscious so weak, I need to split it up in seven parts
bitch got the bail
My niggaz got heart
It ain't hard to tell
My niggaz gon ride
But none of them tell
My lady a dime
For me she raise hell
These
(Yeah, Yeah)
Up-up-up you mighty race-race
Up race up-up-up
This is what we mean by-by
Complete freedom, freedom
(free love, free love, free) complete
up on mad pills and fucking up mad bills
She told me that one night he had got so fucked up
He fell asleep on his sofa, then woke up a new persona
at the movies
If I'm heated I'm off to get Caribou Lou to cool me
Created by Tech Nizzle and T. Wizzle one high day
We mixed it up and then I say we treat
delighted people raise their hands
And I took you by the sleeve
No other reason than to be your leading man
And you woke up with a fright
Our lives depended
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