Lyrics:
it don't stop
Turn the party up cause it don't stop
This is for my street niggas
Who ain't in the club
You ain't let us in the club
Now we run
are
Don't ask me to go
Cause I'll be where the good times
Last 'til the early morning light
Down at the club (down at the club)
Whoa, everything is out
of Ultramagnetic to the fact the Messiah's black
I turn the TV down, we could take it higher than that
I wonder if these wack niggas realize they wack
And they
a nigga ain't come with a plan-b
So I'm hoping the culture accept me
Like a street nigga with some big racks
Keep it real in my songs and that's big facts
down, start over
We need to slow down, start over
We need to slow down, start over
Alleviate the hate that's burning through the culture
We need to slow
Hey, yeah, Thugger
Aye, I'm just gonna go all the way street with it, you know what I'm saying?
'Cause I got a real street nigga with me, you know
really got it Ye
Every two weeks it’s some different keys
That bimmer and the merk really cost some cheese
But I’m down to make it back like I’m
get them draws
And I don't need no help, I got it down pact
Teddy paine was born to flirt now you can't down that
Now I'm flirt with her whether I'm
I think you should really go, I heard the party is out of control
Make sure you're sure about that
I don't care about no club
'Cause my man is all
cme thru the door
Go way more women trouble tho then eva befo
Its like a 12 inch promo..
... somthin that u might find...with an instrumental
Acapella
(L-B-Dub)
(Y'all know what this is)
Only thing that keeps me up (ha), when I'm feelin' down
I don't know about you, but I gotta keep mines
shit
Nah brother don't need that shit
It's not that deep 'til they realise that we had to live and breathe and bleed that shit
When it's "Here we go
Rather you plan to fail or you fail to plan
Or you can be water, Go with the flow or crash
Clear (Let it out)
Ima hit her when the club let out
Club let
Gaia is hurting lets cool her down
All these big companies hungry for money that don't give a fuck running us to the ground
I must commit to a life
came through the port
Live by the code die by the code
so much cane done came thru this city we named 40th street Bird Road
Who made Opa-Locka? Who knows
to lay it down and represent my neck of the woods
Yeah, like that, ha ha, yeah yeah yeah
Mystikal and Outkast, ha ha
If it don't bump off in the club, you
Woo, that's the new slang dummy
And when we hit the club we come in with them trash bags
For the money motherfucker, Wall street cash
Red jet,
of tequila
Soon as I touch down in NYC streets
The heat is on the Talk
Who said what i catch up on
The New Teflon Don who got they death bond
Who still stable
gettin any
Oh by the way... you're too fuckin skinny
Why don't you go weep, and wash your stankin ass feet
while my vogues burn, up and down the street
Throw your sets up high in the sky (in the sky)
Let the whole club know that you in this bitch
Throw your hood up, nigga, let it fly (let it fly)
reps
On the real homie, I don't get down like that
I'ma milk the game, 'til we all can eat
[Consequence]
Now the Chocolate Factory is what I bump in my
coast, West coast, me in way south
I keep a fire marshal at the go stressed out
Mine stretched around the corner, shut the whole event down
Been
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya dont want that shit
Cause its gone be naughty, by nature
Fuck a playa hater
Ima come through
And ya know Im down to spray
of government cheese lest they barely make it by
Here the streets never dry if you know the right guy
But you better not flinch if shawty with the wavy 16 inch
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