Lyrics:
lookin' for a reason just to shoot me
And wanna do me how they do us in the movies
Or how they do it out in Baton Rouge
Or Ferguson, or Florida,
soon as the murders start occurin' they gon' come get ya
Soon as the money start to flowin' somebody gon' snitch ya
Soon as the rellis get to knowin'
why don't you kick some of that shit, nigga only you know how
Ha feel me?
I'm barely standin, and plus my secondhand say it's midnight
Some Alize
Snap ya fingers, do ya step
You can do it all by yourself (woo)
Baby girl, what's your name?
Let me talk to you, let me buy you a drink
I'm T-pain,
While I'm surrounded by bitches with guns and sex toys
Blind love for money, head, and warm steel
Coke off the boat wrapped in banana peels
Life's so
Yeah
Shawty
Yeah [Repeat: x4]
Shawty I'm the sex-police
You have been arrested
It's a warrant for ya
How do u contest it?
You must
our -
I'm about to break ya off
H-town growin' hard
Lead with hips, slap my thighs
Swing my hair, square my eyes
Lookin' hot, smellin' good
Broke the ice, an often sold weed to stars,
But hey now an they how I run my sweet,
Yay Deep from the lungs to expose my heat,
Like my nigga 40 waters
I feel for ya badly, baby girl just like daddy
(A 3rd Outlaw)
Shorty I lend my hand out ta help ya
Loss soul looking for shelter, on the late night
on the town, then you shit outta luck
I don't play in Milwaukee, but I been bout my buck, hold up
I see ya got some haters, yeah money a do it
Shawty do some
and break in front of ya
Erratic gets your presence you've been replaced by my essence
The sunshine survive, 'cause that's what we produce
Refuse
[Chorus]
I pulled up to the club on dubs
They say look at them go
Look at them go
And raised up with some girls tryin' to cut 3 times in the room
sellin' rocks and shit
Choppin' bricks, give the damn cops a dick
We cop a whip and drop a brick, that's how we do it
Weed, liquor, money, and guns how
from the ground (now)
Here we are, money on my mind
How much do it cost to keep it real with ya?
Here we are, place most never find
How much do it
she cement her money and her mind, y'all
And wit straight-laced game is how ya take control
I been practisin the shit since twelve years old
want to go and take a ride with me
We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh, why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money)
If you wanna go
hollow
They find ya fuckin corpse stinkin in the ghetto tomorrow
So act like a bitch and you'll get treated like a busta
Dat's how it is with dis
by the layers (And) all different flavors (Woo!)
Mafioso that's how this thing go (Yeah)
Now everybody come get with the lingo
Shake your body body,
back and dance for me
You want my move, I can dance for you
Jump up again, bend ya back
Yo turn up, yo, turn up
Remember livin' lights off, I got
out, if I miss
Ya, hit ya, bet one of these thug niggas get with ya, split ya. How ya
Feel about murda, man? It's still the same, fuck with us, we
Ha ha ha ha ha, check out this bizarre
Rapper style used by me, the B.I.G
I put my key, you put your key in, money we'll be seein'
Will reach
the homies as I breeze by
I'm on cloud 9 and I ain't even high
Told my shawty I'll be back and I ain't even lie
Them V-V-S's be the best money can buy
I
lying by my side
You look like you're in another world
But I can read your mind
How can you be so far away lying by my side
Money to be made best
Believe
got the gat on me
You know what I'm saying?
And it ain't like I'm trying to be a tough guy
Or trying to make people think I'm crazy
By sayin' all
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