Lyrics:
you're gonna get Supplex
First song back there like where a nigga been at
Gettin' money slowly but it's growin', that's a big fact
Young shiner turnt,
shit
Ridin uptown bumpin hot boys ya bitch
And that blue faced rolex I bought that bitch
Keep big head benjamins on through her shit
Fuck a thug
mercatroy I love when your workin;
You're twerkin that ghetto booty even makin suburban boys,
Make a lot of suburban noise, got money in my pocket like I'm
With a pocket full of big-faced visa's
They say its cheaper to keep her now baby ease up,
Kick back and blaze some of these trees up.
And now sit your
vision, laser focused eyes
Could not prepare my body for your kind
You, you've got me
On my feet, moving free
I'm covered by your lovin'
And you're my guide
dance!
Dup no no Rick, you're too reserved ready?
Give it to 'em George! Tu-dup, tu-dup pu dee
Da no no, come on now, loosen up listen
Encourage them! When
me that you liked them boys and big toys
And little boys you don't do
Wait a minute, stop stressin' shawty couldn't have said that
Now let me bring
me that you liked them boys and big toys
And little boys you don't do
Wait a minute, stop stressin' shawty couldn't have said that
Now let me bring
body
But when you look at me
There's nothing
I started again
With no direction
Completely overruled
By my best intentions now
Did you ever see me? No
what l gotta do
So l up my pipe a nigga die tonight, and l'm
Always waiting for the boys in blue.
Biggie boots on my ass now go'n right the
Cellular
'Cause you're my lovin' baby, you belong to me
That's the way it was meant to be, my baby
Oh well now I know I love you so
I'll never, I'll never
the water grew up in the grain
Now I'm livin' in the city and I'm goin' insane
When you're passin' me by
Well I can drink from the river til the ocean runs
wavy,
So right now I don't mind pulling your card. (Fakin' shit will kill you)
Boy I know the real you
Fakin' shit will kill you,
Boy I know the real you.
She say she don't, bitch, you're a teaser
I'm on the Perc now, I'm 'bout to pour my lean up
Fire the dope up, huh, better not fire no seed up
We in
hello)
You so motherfuckin' dangerous
You got me by my neck (a boy is a gun)
That's why these other niggas lame to us
'Cause all these other niggas
(Chorus) i'm your lady, you're my man
(i'm your man) I'll do everything i can,
just to keep yoo in my arms all night(all night)
boy i need you by myside,
and black
Big Jim lay covered up, killed by a penknife in the back
And Rosemary on the gallows, boy, she didn't even blink
And the hangin' judge was sober,
with a little passion
Got ya girl whoaaa oooowww
Imagine this
Picture me lovin you all night long
Hittin yo hmmm right damn time
Now you're feelin
he ain't gonna stop for any cop
From here to damn near Wichita county
Well, I'll go tonight, boys
I don't mean no harm
I just miss my lovin' lady
Up in the double are (R), just me and Slim
I'm getting cheesed by the milk stackin' cake, boy
Cash Money, how you luv that, playboy (playboy)?
Don't
John: Rev us up!
Gee-Tar: Voom-va-voom!
Big Deal: Cha-chung!
Action: Wacko-jacko!
A-Rab: Digga-digga-dig-dumb!
Riff: Now, protocality calls for a war
The chick'll cream
For greased lightnin'..
[SUMMER NIGHTS]
Summer lovin', had me a blast
Summer lovin', happened so fast
I met a girl crazy for me
Met a boy
Shout out, to my man Lil Flip
Big Mo, Project Pat and the whole three six
Yea, I know about them Texas boys
Who keep a liter in the cup, and a heater in
date, now my nigga on the run
Big shit poppin' in his pocket like a lighter
Shit bag leave a grown nigga in a diaper
Hangin' out the Rolls, on your mark,
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