Lyrics:
gimme borrow
As long as I got yay
And two semi autos
And connects in the jets
Like wetback Carlos
I ain't askin' you to follow
Just think 'bout
key
Me, Flippa Offset and Dre gon pour a pint in the lean
A zip in the two boy you teasin, get around broke niggas i get to sneezin, Takeoff
My
wrote off before, I got abandonment issues
I hold grudges like bad judges, don't let me resent you
That's not Nelson-like—you wann love me like Nelson
I
a horn, I got two, okay
I don't got a horn, I got two
This is not a song
It does not have the length
It does not have the power
It does not carry weight
on to the next"
I wrote that message thinkin' I'm awkward, prolly' would never have sex
You know in high school 16 you prolly late
My cousin hit me back, "Don't
I Just been on my grind I ain't got time for no dry shit
Negative is yo vibe, I'm just trying to get to the profit
Drop top on my beamer shawty hot
Badd lil shawty rock she conceited when people try to shoot they shot she play defense
I need 100 Mill to make me some businesses then watch my pockets
gimme borrow
As long as I got yay and two semi autos
And connetts in the jeets like wetback Carlos
I ain't askin' you to follow
Just think about
and call it 24s
You sit on 24s and we sip on 24s
Got the Caddy sitting on a pair of Gucci penny-loafs
I get money, fuck wit bitches that give me mo'
Man, you
and call it 24s
You sit on 24s and we sip on 24s
Got the Caddy sitting on a pair of Gucci penny-loafs
I get money, fuck wit bitches that give me mo'
Man, you
it's 6 of me
Got cake like it's Tiffany's
My clothes come from Italy
Nigga ima legend can't do nothing to get rid of me
I owe you niggaz no loyalty
Nigga
of bewilderment fall down from his pupils
Strike 1, the color of your skin is too dark
Strike 2, your hair is too nappy and too harsh
Strike 3 you can never be
you got a fatty, let me s-s-see you shake that
W-w-w-wam bam, color tan, Maybach
Yo, I'm in this
Wam bam, color tan, Maybach
Aye, I said we in this
Wam
I got a bag dat
They kall me tryna buy that Caddy V, shit, I crash that
Scary ass, lil' nigga bust a shot, you know I crack bakk
Bitch, I'm off that
you have right now?
WEST: Well, influence isn't my definition of
Success it's a
By-product of my creativity i just
Want to create more i would be
Fine
that's sealed
A bag of gelato and a bag of pills
I got two pints in a book bag
I ain't pay for 'em, you know I took that
White boy try and show me he got
And that's when she hit me with a
"Well, I don't get why you would tell me you want me to be your wifey
When you wanna be Romeo, have me here for the rodeo
that his baby mom in love with me bad
I play that Bobby Brown, LL, Color Me Badd
Man, these little niggas pulled a gun on me, damn
Took my cousin
Fucking in places that they never been
Got you in positions that you never scene
When I’m with my angel I’m heaven sent
Every night I think of you I have
the Mad Hatter
'Cause I got so many caps, and you don't have any straps (nah)
So you'd be a fitted (yeah), so don't act like you fittin' to snap
Bitch,
& her bestfriend that walked past me
Damn, that pussy like water; I kno I can’t smell it
U niggas don’t even have 2 tell me
That pussy rite; I can tell it
Match that so we can have two
Come, come and see about me
You know I'm really in a good mood
You make a move, I make a move
We make a movie
'Cause
to
Ever get it on with me
Or hang out where I do
You don't even look from across the floor
You don't have game enough any more
Come up on a girl like me
for you
Is you wit' me?
I got your back boy
Well lets get it
We were high (til when its all good)
We were low ((til when its all bad)
But I promise I
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