Lyrics:
my halo ain’t a shinin’
Should be blindin’
Kinda Bad girl (kinda)
I wanna know why
I wanna go by
All the rules that i learned as a child
By
2 cars at the crib
cnd a dock with a big ol boat.
cnd a view of the coast
Boy you can't lose hope
No you can't lose hope.
He said you can't lose hope
last
They're not in the race
Nice face, with a nicer figga
Ol' boy wouldn't commit, but she love that nigga
He was only in to flings, did it by any means
gotta make movies
Bright lights attracted bad bitches
And attracted to mad niggas
Whoever thought lil' ol' Meek Milly'd pass Jigga?
I'm just
Just clap, just clap, just clap
It's your boy Lil B
I know the Based God
I never had a pot to piss
I love so much I feel like shit
I'm not tryna
a little cane
Raise a barrel of Sorghum,
To sweeten ol' Liza Jane.
Yonder comes that gal of mine,
How do you think I know
I know by that gingham gown,
up, aight, take the fuckin' blunt)
Yeah, wassup? (Damn)
I ain't even get charged yet
(Come on man, let's ciph man about the good ol' days man you
[First Verse]
Nigga just came home from jail look how he played me
Kicked my door down took my shit an tied up my ol' lady
Now i'm just kick back
you play emotion to the death
With that big ol 40
For real, I’m preachin out in Ogeeda
Don’t talk about yo real
Boy I’m walkin on the real
Any boogers
Skirt chasing every night
Sniffing 'round like some ol' hound
Like all you other guys
Until from out of nowhere
She took me by the hand
I found what I'd
dogs and new tricks and habits we ain't kicked
We talked about God's grace and all the hell we raised
Then I heard the ol' man say
"God is great,
to the curb,
Tryin' to get this mill,
Deep down in Killafornia where they grow good kill,
An my folks,
Be feelin I'm a big 'ol pimp,
They way I post in
Allow me to re-introduce myself
At the same time re-introduce my wealth
At the same time rejuvenate the game
It's for my ol'dawg niggas that's used
Allow me to re-introduce myself
At the same time re-introduce my wealth
At the same time rejuvenate the game
It's for my ol'dawg niggas that's used
Rappers come by the dime my nigga
Ain't worried bout no competition
When I hit the stage betta cop a ticket
Step out and I shut it down
Do it live I know
as good old Texas tea
I said, "boy howdy, this is the big one!"
I looked to the right and what did I see?
That big ol Fort Worth Tornado
Spinning just
Aw brotherly love
You did good Jayden
You rock boy
Yeah
We 4L bitch, we gon' make this sick
We gon' slide through yo hood
We gon ride through your
and jazz
Now black music is black music and it's all good
I wasn't salty she was with the boys in the hood
'Cause I was due for her, she was becomin'
and jazz
Now black music is black music and it's all good
I wasn't salty she was with the boys in the hood
'Cause I was due for her, she was becomin'
for more options
Vivid dreams of the princess and king
Overfilled with laughing
Laughing about lil 'ol, lil 'ol me
Then one day, you called me your
and passing by
Yea we just living our lovely good ol' lives
Stroke my goodies all nice like it is fight night
Split me open like an Oreo, your delight
Give me
Grrr, arff arff
Over and over I done told ya boy
I'm a G-Unit motherfuckin' soldier boy
And when you gon' get it in your brain?
The gate's wide
I smoked a whole lot
Not by myself man I smoked it wit the whole house
Drop top Chevy when I pull up to my ol' house
Damn it feel good ridin' round
missing your head, Mysterio
I'm sitting good with my heads on the steering wheel
Good top sound like slurping on cereal
I'mma park a big ol dick in her
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