Lyrics:
sideway
Tacked out with my 40 on my side g
Bumping shit like The Ghetto's Trying to Kill Me
See in 94 them bitches can't fade me
And to your dome its
straight out of the slums (slums)
From rags to riches, I got me some bitches and I changed up how I come (come)
In a drought when your pockets got mumps
People say they love me, but I know that shit Be fiction
I don't feel shit like it's yerkies in my system
Ain't a whole lot to say, I be goin' by my
your prayers maybe one day you'll
Be blessed like me 'til then keep stompin in your air force o-n-e-s nikes
They should make scriptures wit my flows
of them
To me it's kinda crazy that you testing us
On the track like Southside
Ya'll have had your time
Now it's my time
Direct
Blunt
Strait to the point
me drive to school
All the boys would follow me after class
Never let 'em take me for a ride
I didn't want 'em thinkin' that I was fast
I mean
The spark in your eye sets my soul on fire
Your voice is like an angel above
The touch of your hand drives me insane
But baby I wants to be loved
I'm
me ma
As I got better, her body was eaten by Luchimia
Seventh grade, it was cursed and sad
But the gift within it, was when I first met Chad
But even
Sometimes when I'm with my chick on the low
I'm a flirt and when she's with her man
Looking at me damn right, i'm a flirt
So homie don't bring your girl
me cry, don't make me blue.
'Cause you know darling, I love only you.
You'll never know it hurt me so,
I hate to see you go.
Don't pass me by
ain't my fault I'm just doing me they seem to hate it huh
There go my Hater
That's my Hater
That's my Hater look
Get up out my face keep it pushing see
press and you know I never stress
With Loki DMS, J-Johnny to my left
Got Phantom and the rest who are down to rep the West
I grew up on drive-bys
press and you know I never stress
With Loki DMS, J-Johnny to my left
Got Phantom and the rest who are down to rep the West
I grew up on drive-bys
She looked so sleek and sassy
Rolling down Rodeo Drive
She got her daddy's black Corniche
And her tennis pro by her side
And she wants her
the latest, nigga new new me
Riding with some killers and they spooky
With the top down, we showing boobies
I'm so so choosy, uh he give me yours
And I want
Hey, farmer's daughter - can I talk to you a while? Won't you come along with me in my second Country mile
I gotta get to Town by 5 O'clock,
And you drive me crazy
Is hard to resist such a sexy lady
Come with me
You'll have the time of your life
You want to set the mood
I guess The timing
Morning sun
Wake and bake
I pass the blunt
Turn it up
Music loud
Don’t give a fuck
Mind blank
Eyes rolling
Gas in my tank
Might drive by the ocean
got a chop I
Be playing with the flow
Like, how y'all suckas gon' hate on me
Know half y'all sucka done ate off me
Like gon' fuck around with the eight
trail
To the place where I fell
In love with you
I mosied my way back here cause I don't know what to do
Catch me down by the river
Look I hope you
only drive me crazy
I don’t need to ask no one, I’m the only one that raised me
Rolling like the top dog, Smoking that dro
Pass by and all the PoPo’s
(ouhhh) really
Cause I done seen your type before
You wanna hate out on the chef cause he baking that dough, yo
Don't tempt me cause I'm close
daily
You burn me (ouhhh) really
Cause I done seen your type before
You want to hate out on the chef cause he baking that dough, yo
Don't tempt me
you
I'm bout tha Gaup
I want tha racks
I want tha racks
All the way high
Till they hit tha ceiling top
The hate
Yea just brings me up
Kno a lot
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