Lyrics:
Double wood beaded bracelet
Diamonds overrated
Cannot debate with a sadist
Priorities negated
Don't keep up with the latest
Misinformation is
in the news
Streets where fire dances
With towers
Walls
Cuffs
A bracelet
A horse
A donkey
Wood fire and sparks
VERSE :40
Used to give benefit of the doubt, but now im running outta benefits / i spent 10 on a bracelet to tennis it / wood grain the dash
need some changes
Vvs in my bracelet
Yeah yeah
I take a wood to the head
I get a bag gotta get to the bread
In my hood an we duckin the feds
Run up
Free Zelly , Cant believe I’m back on this weak ass bracelet
I’ve been going through some things with my PO and now Im Back on the Bracelet, still
watch a slip
The bracelet
Is water whipped
I worked the wood
Its water whipped
Water whip nigha water slaughter
Nigha had to go a lil bit harder
Do this
thou' for the bracelet
Foolish, ain't I? The chain'll strain ya eye (bling)
Twin platinum guns, son, aim for the sky
Ice on my bullet, you die soon
thou' for the bracelet
Foolish, ain't I? The chain'll strain ya eye (bling)
Twin platinum guns, son, aim for the sky
Ice on my bullet, you die soon
If I could fuck all these bad bitches, a nigga sure would
Coming through the ghetto, grain grippin' all wood
Where that money coming and going,
alright, cause we're dancing
We're In the woods we're flying like both paper airplanes
Your stupid mouth it broke her heart when she was 19
He did a number
Yellow canary, tennis bracelet necklace, knahmsayin?
Three quarter black mink, shades, canaries in both ears
Knahmsayin? Black Phantom, triple
The dro I got in this wood, is hela-proper
We do the damn thing, who could they tell us not ta
[Chorus - Fabolous (Paul Cain)]
Why wouldn't this joint
The dro I got in this wood, is hela-proper
We do the damn thing, who could they tell us not ta
[Chorus - Fabolous (Paul Cain)]
Why wouldn't this joint
The dro I got in this wood, is hela-proper
We do the damn thing, who could they tell us not ta
[Chorus - Fabolous (Paul Cain)]
Why wouldn't this joint
The dro I got in this wood, is hela-proper
We do the damn thing, who could they tell us not ta
[Chorus - Fabolous (Paul Cain)]
Why wouldn't this joint
you'd think I'm a racist
Flexing Cartier bracelets on both of my arms, of course I ain't rocking with stainless
Why you tryna get close to my girl, oh
Photograph ph-ph-ph-photograph photograph
Picture perfect nigga
You should take a photograph
You see the bling up on my bracelet
And the shine on my chest
Take a hold of the grain and grip a, handful and smile for the pictures nigga
[Hook]
[Bun B]
You see the bling up on my bracelet, and the shine
man ridiculous
Life can be sometimes ridiculous, huh!
Huh, I am so outrageous
I wear my pride on my sleeve like a bracelet
If God had an iPod I'd
a tennis bracelet
'Cause I got so much doe
I don't know what to do with it
Plus I got so much dro'
I roll it up and let you hit it
Lay back, way
direction like
You let the best then sparkle his perfection and
Bitches be askin them, Ghost you got so much shit
You need to cash in, bracelets matchin'
jocking, tell by the look on they faces
8 digits I'm clocking, a lot of gold in my bracelet
7 figures on watches, I told my mama I made it
Made a deal for
keep ya icy (so icy)
I have ya supa fresh (so fresh)
I know ya like me
You like the way I dress
Lately in love with me
I'm in light wood
wide, all lames aside
Tryin to stay alive, hundred thou' for the bracelet
Foolish, ain't I? The chain'll strain ya eye
Twin platinum gun son, aim for
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