Lyrics:
Yeah, you know what it is, Bubba Sparxxx, Jamelia
Me and my folks, it's some truly new southern copenhaniacs
Get your head together, it's on bitch,
According to news, we're all fucked
Man are keeping a toolie tucked
No youth clubs, no money, no houses
Poor people are shit outta luck
Studio flat,
G's to a witness, you seen a cop get sprayed
What's on the AGQ club or club Mercedes
Sunrise, movie theaters to chill with our ladies
Load up
king, hear them shoutin'
First class ticket invitation
Gyal from New York, England and Jamaica
Everyday, we be burnin' not concernin' what nobody
king, hear them shoutin'
First class ticket invitation
Gyal from New York, England and Jamaica
Everyday, we be burnin' not concernin' what nobody
age of a bigger man
Oi kid come check out the wingspan doing it fly
We going in ham
From when I hit club brandy's come
Mans will bun brandy's done
Then
High Wycombe, England, grew up and died in Buckinghamshire, England by miraculous assumption C. AD14/17 where he is known as Infant at the age recorded
High Wycombe, England, grew up and died in Buckinghamshire, England by miraculous assumption C. AD14/17 where he is known as Infant at the age recorded
New Boyz!
Don't say a word just turn around and let me see
Girl you got some'n special, some'n special for me?
It's way too many suckers in the VIP
the new black
Green is the new black
(Sway D)
초록색은 송석현
초록색은 이제부터
새로운 검정색이라 불러
난 Trap daddy처럼 초록형
Green green 난 Green king
하지만 내 머리색은 검지
Chameleon 색 Camaro
checks
In the club going dumb yeah this shit like confetti
Was plotting on camaro's I wanted a Chevy
But plans got to Changing
My pockets got heavy
This
not a judge
I promise you that I don't give a fuck
I fell in love with the hundreds and dubs
So the pay a fee when I walk in the club
I don't want
doja
Im Full Of Dat Shit
[Webbie] In tha club by the bar wit my niggas we twistin gars spendin 50's wit my boys jumpin stompin makin noise on tha block
no country club we bout to get this party rockin'
You got girls that's with the band lets get on top and let me see it though
Wait not in here we outta
Riding with the
Yeah, uh let's go
Riding with the
Tell me what you know about it
Got the new sound homie tell me what you know about it
used
full of crooks, rape and pillage
They'll do anything for money while misleading the village
[Chorus]
Not from New England, but I pack a patriot
me to film it
Ballin', ballin', like I play for New England
Spend it, spend it, spend a stack every minute
That's fifty, one hundred, I see no
Harden wrist flick balling
Pass to my mans Mbah Moute
New wave
Turn clubs up on a Tuesday
I don't got no time to waste
This right here be your Doomsday
seize more
Cheese than Sbarro
Pull up slowly, in the P's in the Camaro
Use to hustle, and go on knees for de niro
Now you hear me on the
Radio like Cease
on these troubled blocks
Call the cops a skinny thug screamin, Westside
He think he Tupac
Hittin corners in my Chevy Camaro
Flier than sparrow
Before I kill
my hair down to my feet so strange
So I look like a walking mountain range
And I'm gonna ride into Omaha on a horse
Out to the country club
my hair down to my feet so strange
So I look like a walking mountain range
And I'm gonna ride into Omaha on a horse
Out to the country club
New York City
He began to play the Apollo in Harlem
Good scene there
Everybody raved
One day, one night
Came a Cadillac, four headlights
Came
the clubs
And we scrubbed up well
Washed off the work and the stress
And now all we want’s some excess
Better yet a night to remember
That we’ll soon forget
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