Lyrics:
want nobody else
Fuck how you feel about me I'm gon' always stay true to myself
I ain't been high in a lil minute, don't sip, wock or smoke spinach
My
about the day, I'm showin' a fit huh
Yea, showin' off a little money, I'm takin' a trip huh
You don't gotta be on the game, just to get clipped
That boy
gangs
They will come fuck you up
Even when you've had enough
Yeah I called your bluff
Yeah mr lil fluff
Cause you soft as fuck
Like a power puff
So I
I, I tried momma
I tried
You lookin at me check yourself lil' bitch
Mad at the rydas cause we all rich and shit
Think about what you used to have
me a smooch, you lil' bitch, then let me light up my swisher
Yummy lil' lady so damn gorgeous, mmm, damn delicious
All I really need is some smooches
family behind
And took the cash instead!
How about Mr. Green?
The man on top of it all!
One winning lottery ticket
Was the step into his fall!
And then
the world and I gotta lil jet lag
Be there in a second I just gotta grab my jet pack
Aye, I’m so icy pricy dripped in all this Louis
Fresh to death
to a beast, that's how I turn vicious
I got some old beefs but I swear it's all forgiven
Nobody cares about your thoughts or your feelings
They're making money
copycats
Copy raps, I will not be that, I'm y'all ass 24/7, 10/4 copy that
Aftermath in this bitch nigga, what you gon' do about it huh?
Nothing, yea,
the same.
Don't cut the souls of free spirits, what is our soul agreement?....
Be generous; it will hurt us all the same.
Mister naughty blue eyes I love you
a day that I still been sober
These the things that I'm tripping over (Y'all motherfuckers made 3 albums)
Still talking about the same shit
The one
and all my life duh avis so crunk as hell
you want to step to close or go to far 'cause where i'm from shawdy niggas beat
you down wit they cars. Fila
Gonnee
Y'all know who the fuck it is Nigga
Mr no need for a introduction
The man the myth the legend
Haha
I go by plenty names that is
Keep them
about them letters
And take the fucking word out
Put a curse all on that block
Yea i been the curve bout
Voodoo put a hex
All on her body
Now she my lil
Rollin' up big babies in a Mercedes,
If you want herb we got bombs
Gotta kick that shit for the fine bitches and all my nugz
For the ones that smoke
eyes)
Put ya in all black cause you killing with thick thighs in it
Hey I been thinking about your loving & your freaky visions(Visions)
You got me
me back home by two
What will I do?
So, mi tell her say my car broke down at Mile two
Girl, I won't be home so soon
Oh Lord, me want all the girls in
sound of all nature and wonders
Within your grasp
The breeze fresh' it provides
Plants dancing around
It's about the beauty truly and within
For you
oh)
If you drivin' in the street, hold on to your seat
Niggas, grab your meat while I ride the beat
And if you see a shiny black Lamborghini fly by
said want some coke (what else?)
I said what you need, bitch, we got that by the truckload (we got it)
She said she wanna do some' (woo), told her get
(by the way) dum di di dum
Mr. Mac pack now can I drop the bomb
Saggin all dressed in black
I'm the nigga with them braids shades khakis and pimp
break you off, chunk a deuce, then I'm Cadillac turnin', mayne (I'm gone)
Lil' swang to the left, big swang to the right
My plates scrapin' and I
Its lil ro'
Find somewhere that I call home
All alone walking by myself to the unknown
Whatchu know
About the pain thats old bro
Whatchu know about
nutted on the side of her mouth
Side of her face and hair like Somethin' About Mary
I can't front, my son gun look scary
Chill, she's a whore
You knew it
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