Lyrics:
it's rocky on my right hand
And I'm on stage by myself, ain't with the hype man
Go ahead then, tell me what your price is
Mine's is a hundred B's,
Where da beat at?
Aye!, either boy, jd, boweezy, ooooooh
Ahhhhh, oooooh
Yeaaa yeaaa Ron Browz
[Chorus]
Big time, big time ooh!
Big time,
love? Do the scars really heal up?
From all the pain that done built up, but they don't feel us (Jesus)
A week done flew by, the big bro ridin' then he
here, boy, how about some ale?
Let me have another, laddie! (Tell me, are they flavorsome?)
Right away (they are)
Could we have some service over
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Grown ups in between, children and babies
Right about now its yo' boy, ya heard, back again DJ Mannie
Fre-fresh err fresh,
ya have
But I don't want a one night thrill
I want a love that's for real
And I can tell by your line, your's is not the lasting kind
You took me
looking
Like that king pin shit, so they set traps
Tell 'em throw that salt back
On the spice rack
Bosses take and give careers back
Orphans looking for
[Diddy:]
Ayo Bugatti boys (turn em up) you know what it is breathe
bitch breathe, breathe bitch breathe go
[Rick Ross:]
Hello good morning tell me
the top open
In the cold, nuts
From the city of Oakland
Don’t fuck with me
Bitch tell me what you want
When you from the streets
You can never let ‘em
average
Empty out the clip, leave him hangin' cause I'm a maverick
Two thick bitches pulled up on me, now I'm stammerin
Low key, feel like Soulja Boy, I
used to show him the ropes
She used to tell him, don't ever let no nigga or woman touch her
And if somebody do, then all they would hear is the baka
the Roc marriage straight from the scenes
Things ain't what it seems but in time do tell the truth shall prevail
Until then you dudes bite y'all nails in
you son of a bitch,
mine's the best there ever was
then they
fired up doobies one by one,
ain't gonna stop 'til the bag's done
green as a bullfrog,
says, "I'm sorry, Ak, don't kill me, I was jokin', griff"
That's why your boys are on my balcony and they're frozen stiff
The boy was shocked, then
only time will tell, but until then I'll be stackin' my mail
by album album sells, Magnolia wear dwells
I love them bricks, I love the ghetto hoes
'cause
at it, tell me the difference between weed and dust
My hustle don't stop it's around the clock
My paranoid don't stop, hands around the Glock (that's
like all I know
If she ain't help me get money, then I guess she got to go
Know how to twist a joint, stay away from the preroll
I really just be by
And everybody who forgot then baby tell 'em again
It's just me and Tariq, with Ahmir on the beat
The Roots crew baby yo we got to make it unique
We got
ain't got a brand new chain or a Roley
Then I said "Mum, buy a business in Ghana," I'll cop that straight
Stop dat, start dat, get dat weight
Man talk
hand right, they dyking by tonight
Call the plug, bad news, tell the story 'til it's boring
Sounding sketchy and he know it, I don't care, I need my
a world that's gone insane
With the problems that I know we can stop
From the ruler of the world and the man on top
But the years went by, and time was
a lick then I went and copped a Maybach
All shawty wanted was a dope boy (dope boy)
Never save a hoe like a lifeguard
And I got the molly by
I stop at the station
Piss like probation
Tell my boy to fill up as I head inside to pay
Open the door and see a white guy at the counter named
watchin' time fly
All my motherfuckers
Now you see him, now you don't
Some niggas be here for the moment, and then they gone
What happened to 'em
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