Lyrics:
, don't hold it, lovin' that potent
I'm drinkin' and smokin', it still got me goin'
These bad hoes is gruntin', their booties is pokin'
Out them little
, good, good
She got that good I think I love her
But all good pussy ain't good for you
And I can't believe it's not butter
And when I'm in it, I see
it again
Big Bandz that's my friend
I ain't talking bout no motherfuckin' clocks
I'm talkin' bout Benjis
In my muthafuckin sock
When I got ice drip,
it's real talk
I got some homies up in
Angola on that real walk
Ain't never coming home so i know what
They think up in their dome
My nigga 4 call me,
That you wrote! Philly!
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait up
Hold up, I ain't done yo, I got one mo'
What's in the trunk'll air
(ear) you if I let it fly,
been doing is all bad
I got a chick on the side
With the crib and a ride (Woooaaaah)
I've been telling you so many lies
Ain't none good, it's all bad
#2: It could be carried by an African swallow!
GUARD #1: Oh, yeah, an African swallow maybe, but not a European
swallow, that's my point.
GUARD #2:
of these youts ain't on what I'm on
But it's more than long if I'm in a bad mood
Like H, I'm big, give me space, give me room
Frisco, I've never been a waste
that I've been doing is all bad
I got a chick on the side with the crib and a ride
I've been telling you so many lies
Ain't none good, it's all bad
I'm coming through, got paper, gotta have it
Under my damn bed
Man I'm flipping red
If I get caught with keys, I'm going fed
But that ain't on my mind
I'm coming through, got paper, gotta have it
Under my damn bed
Man I'm flipping red
If I get caught with keys, I'm going fed
But that ain't on my mind
day, good day, good day)
I've been up and I've been down, but you know
Any day you wake up, that's a good day
Let me get up on my MPC
When it come
Like Bob Marley
These racist motherfuckers hate
That last line
Probably haters on the internet ain't
Got nothing to bargain
Said I'd never make it, bitch
You got that look in your eyes, eyes
I can tell you had bad dreams last night
Let me take you in my arms, you can cry, cry
Let me love you 'til
it around
For good luck cause I've never had faith enough fuck that.
I've never had faith
Boy was jus like me
Never had faith
Fuck that
Fuck that
Never
an astronaut
I remember bein' down bad
I ain't have a lot
Now I got crypto investments in comedy
Mean I'm literally the laughin'
(laugh in) stock matic pop
Let
that I've been doing is all bad
I got a chick on the side with the crib and a ride
I've been telling you so many lies
Ain't none good, it's all bad
through got paper gotta have it
Under my damn bed
And I'm flippin red
If I get caught with keys I goin fed
But that ain't on my mind
No I'm not thinkin
all by myself
I can do bad bad bad bad bad all by myself
I can do bad bad bad bad bad all by myself
Ain't no need in arguin' about it
If you wanna
ranger
And if I don't got it with me on DECK
Your gettin CUT like a
Las Vegas' card player
And I ain't playing with you at all bitch
I ain't a dog trainer
something to make it known
That it's you and no one else that owns
That spot that your standing, that space that you're sitting
That the world ain't got
May-December by Mos Def in my headphones, that's the man
I know, I know that I got it if I, do what I gotta do to get by
And they wonder why I never get high
the 411, hun?)
I know you got it going on
(Hey yo, I got it going on) (I'm a bad boy)
As I sit back relax
Steam a blunt, sip a Becks
Think about
comin through got paper gotta have it
Under my damn bed
And Im flippin red
If I get caught with keys I goin fed
But that ain't on my mind
No Im not
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