Lyrics:
her like the last one
Finna cop a Kawasaki got rid of the Datsun
Finna go to the lot and get a beamer, yeah, the black one
Girl if I can take yo' time
so how the fuck I get clapped?
Black was in the Jeep watching all these scenes speed by
It was a brown Datsun, and yo nobody in my hood got one
That
clapped
Black was in the Jeep watchin
All these scenes speed by
It was a brown Datsun
And yo nobody in my hood got one
That clown cat's through, blazin
From what I heard she got a baby by Busta
My best friend said she used to fuck with Usher
I don't care what none of y'all say, I still love her
(She
From what I heard she got a baby by Busta
My best friend said she used to fuck with Usher
I don't care what none of y'all say, I still love her
(She
'm a chairman (diamond)
Rolex beat, it's time for just winning, no fakes
Just copped more 4 5's and 9s, I ain't talking bout no J's
Please be afraid but I
so how the fuck I get clapped?
Black was in the Jeep watching all these scenes speed by
It was a brown Datsun, and yo nobody in my hood got one
That
Bitch I'm in a Datsun Racer
We just lead the chase
Bitch I'm in a Datsun Racer
We just lead the chase race
Heard y'all niggas ain't got no motion better
for school lunch
You up here lyin' 'bout shit
That you ain't do once
My life? I'm like a modern day RL stein
These stories will give you Goosebumps
I do
a picture
In those last five seconds where you wish time pass a little bit quicker
These the kinda projects that you gotta study for years in advance
Cuz
New Era can see
No cap, i know that life a bitch but
They ain't prepared for me
See, before Love & Hip Hop I
Got love in hip hop
Mona Scott should
glory
Duke is not a joke, and I ain't gotta story
Every time I grab the mic it's with the sole intent
To rip shots and give you 2OO percent
Man, I
under her underarm
She said: "I can tell you rock, I can tell by your charm
Far as girls, you got a flock
I can tell by your charm and your arm."
But I
screens
I'm comin through wreckin mic
Toting the weed I'm showin dope fiends
I ain't got time for pointing no red dot
I'm just bustin'
I ain't got time for
screens
I'm comin through wreckin mic
Toting the weed I'm showin dope fiends
I ain't got time for pointing no red dot
I'm just bustin'
I ain't got time for
ignore the past
Before your ass got SMACK involved
You was playin' basketball
On the ground ballin' so
I signed your Spalding
I ain't have time for talkin'
treats can hit the fridge for more sweet
SPLASH, and let me do my thing til it's hot and sweaty
Reload the CamCorder, I guess by then you'll be ready
rapper that's in this game
I swear I hate multiplayer
Been gone a bit now I'm back
I ain't no thong I ain't sniffing crack
Got heat like Trinidad
Probably
of the time when he can break the chain and get out
I ain't gonna make it
That's where he's been for twenty years
I ain't gonna make it out
And that's where
sinners, my ex-lovers, my ex partners
And my homeys that showed me love when
I was rolling in a Datsun
I gotta have one for the haters
For bringing all
time to backtrack
I had to drop so how the fuck I get clapped
Black was in the Jeep watchin all these scenes speed by
It was a brown Datsun, and yo
the bottom
It ain't shit change (Damn)
Had to ice up my body like I got wrist pain
(Yes, sir)
Neck strain, team is on my back (Yes, sir)
Still we schemin' for
Pipework, I lay it down for the hoes
Hit 'em off with that dark brown, you know?
Ain't no other cats got love for me
Ain't no cats gon' bust slugs for me
don't know is the fact Rihanna calls me Pinocchio, meh
She loves the way I lie
Sits on my face and waits for my nose to grow
Pathological liar, oh, why
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