Lyrics:
says your dead by manana
Pop babies whisperin' that there's a body dropped, behind the lot
Police blew up the spot and locked the whole block
your dead by manana
Pop babies whisperin' that there's a body dropped, behind the lot
Police blew up the spot and locked the whole block
Medina is
Sheena was a blast, baby
But my monkey was ill
When I played black jack
Kept hittin' 23
Couldn't help but notice this Mexican just staring at me
Sheena was a blast, baby
But my monkey was ill
When I played black jack
Kept hittin' 23
Couldn't help but notice this Mexican just staring at me
I heard meth heads tryna break inside of my momma's house
I said momma grab the gun that's in your bedroom next time
But that's not what momma bout
Blocking me on my snapchat for no reason
Go to school everyday like this
So Alfred you too 'cause you suck
'Cause I go to school now I don't anymore
You
And the heats on
Then you be strong
To get the beast on
So When the feast's on
Sheena Easton
9-5 I decide I provide
The ride that I collide
Wit ya
Now smile for
Well, my name is mc chris
I saw that you were alone
I don't know if you knew this
But I rock the microphone
You look one kind of lonely
- I'm so
a baby with her
I'd brush her off on that
Jayz *****
What you thought?
Just wanted to get faded with her?
Now I'm elevating
Coordinating my teams
but you can't drink this
All this water on my collar baby you can't sink this
I done came a long way from walking round in Easton
Now I walk into
You know the definition of a balla
(uh hu) That's me
see-H-I-N-G to the why
Let me explain it to you though
I'm a balla (say what) high, roller baby
one that I need
Come on baby you can lean on me
All is said and done, aint it sweet
Come on baby you can lean on me
At your best you are love
Thats what
I'd getcha
I work that murk that just the way you like it baby
Turn a quickie into a all nighter maybe
Your sex drive it match my sex drive
Then we
I'll get ya
I work that murk that just the way ya like it baby
Turn a quickie into an all nighter maybe
Your sex drive it match my sex drive
Then we
to rekill that bitch
Kay and Dee didn't lack head in your phone how you die with your blick
We do walk ups fuck a drive-by that's how you die in your whip
Ay
That all run Away
Out my mouth ain't been a bad Word of my Brothers name
Too bad that can't be said the Other way
I just now texted what's her name, I
tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em
Now I'ma show 'em
Her posse beat me by the threes, I call 'em Reggie Miller
She roll my weed in giant ?, she tall
I'd getcha
I work that murk that just the way you like it baby
Turn a quickie into a all nighter maybe
Your sex drive it match my sex drive
Then we
the ceiling
You would think she praying by the way I got her kneeling
You think you my girl baby I ain't catching feelings
Yeah I'm chillen with my niggas you
fucking worth now
So I get flagrant and technical with my first foul
Fresh pair of V threes, lungs full of exotic trees
Making it do, what it do by any
Feelings
So I'm just gone stay on my own Shii
Been taking it easy just planning And Thinking
I'm Building my Brand staying Focused
That's why I been losing
too late
And I'll be sittin' home all alone
Just waitin' here by the phone
What am I to do now that my real gone Baby's gone?
Gone baby, gone, gone
Baby-by-by-by
Baby-by-by-by
I've been gone for a minute, I haven't called (baby-by-by-by)
I know that you're not home, work in the morning
You can't sleep,
on some syrup
Now you know we gone, goin real strong
I thinkin ride far, I thinkin ride long
Drop roll barre, that what I want
I'm comin on down jammin
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