Lyrics:
powder
People hangin' in spots
They waited 'til the blocks got hot and got raided by the cops
I'll explain, the man sleepin' in the rain
His whole life
You see that the snakes and the rat they done been ate
The fan club just showed up but you too late
Was stabbed in the back
Crossed like an x
I swear my
know the answer
Dress in all black
And I'm blinded by the camera
All the flashing lights
In the back of the club
Oh yes we're out all night
We just wanna
Baby yeah you got it real bad
The way you turn around and you throw it right back!
Seen you at the club
Yeah, I know you saw me back!
Told you I
skinny jean crooks
Pre-K lyrics, why would I need a book?
I reminisce, reminisce, when Mobb dropped shook
Shan was down by law, such a good look
Nas'
Slowly
Slowly and steady
Slowly
Slowly
Slowly and steady
Slowly
Slowly we coming
No matter what they do
Back in the days
Way we no get anything
Back
all night
Do da sippy sip
She watching my rings
going blind
Started innocent
Liquor kicking in
The club fire
Put her hair back
And threw that ass on me
we now
Milking teats from a cash cow
Thru NFT's
And packed crowds
Courtesy to clubs overseas
And many royalties
From back from ninety three
Golly G
and roll it
I like bad bitches in that club that control it
If you tote it, uh huh, you get voted
And to my haters, I'm back moded
And we exploded on you
fire
Purple cush by the pound
Ask my dog Webbie
This is how it goes down
From my hood to yo' hood
Man, we making money
In the club we poppin'
back
Never lost sleep and I never lost track
All the things that I'll never be
never be
Never been fake cause my life's too real
Never been tainted by
found little Muley and Muley said,
They've been tractored out by the cats,
Tom Joad walked down to the neighbor's farm,
He found his family.
They
the six by 40
Baby tell me I don't need no foreplay
I don't need no drink just molly
And she wanna be back by 40
Back by 40
Speaking too much
Sex
a muzzle
I got some gin in the back you can guzzle
By the way what's your motherfuckin name?
(You forgot already?) Shit, I just cross reference with game
feelin’ fave
Got me callin’ in, checkin’ in
Like I’m on vacation
Like what you sayin’? Never did that
I’m feelin’ good, got my shit back
You know I’m
Swing on 'em from the back nine: Birdie Wing
Rainbow bullets rainin' down, you can't tell me anything
Catch with me a club, then I catch you with
hoes
It's like a pussy supermarket; let's go shoppin'
Packed like sardines, clubs straight poppin'
Fuck the V.I.P. section
I'm bout to hit
Girl just stay by my side, yeah
In the club with these chains on me
I said shorty don't change on me
In the club with my gang on me
Hope my gang just
lies
Pretty little lies
How they take me by surprise
How they take me by surprise
Pretty little lies how you tell them all the time
And you still play
the people go clap clap, the club always jam packed
Little sex rats you wanna get back stage to hang with the zef rats
Little white rats, little black rats
Look at this little nigga, man
Ay T.I. is that really you man?
Yeah shawty, what's happenin'?
Ay man can you give me a ride home, man?
Man, it's
island
Peninsula maybe, it makes no sense
I know crazy
Give up all this pussy cat that's in my lap
No looking back
Spaceships don't come equipped
With
you know we weren't just a-partying
I'm just trying to bring myself back to who i am...
My Heart
My Time
My Cardio-Time
Bum bum bum
Ti tik
Bum bum
Ti
back in the slums
I be fine by myself, but I wanna be one
I been thinkin' 'bout death ever since a young buck
I like guns and roses, go with my status
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