Lyrics:
on me
My phone's tapped so I had to send word through my lil' homies
Tell them niggas this the year when they pull the trigger
Shit, this is what you
Can't tell by the diamonds in my rings?
That's how many times I wanna cum, twenty-one
And another one, and another one
And another one, 24-karats,
yeah
We just be mile high clubbin'
I'm on a thousand miles runnin'
Hit it, go downtown Sunday
Then move it uptown Monday
Don't wanna see you by
the fuck you recordin' for, Nick Jr?
(The game ain't changed) It just got harder
Plus we sponsored by Laze, Dame Dash and Mr. S. Carter
Brownsville (yep),
diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody
Stay down to earth with me
Now lookee here gal don't you high hat me
I ain't forgot what you used to be
When you didn't have nothin'
That was plain
just barely getting by
Everytime I see him
Everytime I see him
Everytime I see him
He's down there getting high
Midnight siren
Whats it mean
Bad
water (well, damn)
Comin' live from the hood like a news reporter (6)
Bling bling, Mr. S-O-I-C-Y (Y)
All the hoes jockin' Gucci Mane and I see why
I be running and I'm rolling where I'm going
And I'm never too high on the cloud that I'm on
'Cause I will be gone by the morning
I'm just a player
the way, the one by the way
I ain't trippin', I just do this shit for fun by the way
The truth by the way, the proof by the way
Mr. front up on me know I
was born to love her
But she knows that the kingdom waits so high above her
And I run by the race but it's not too fast stayed
But I got the fever I
off
Say put lil monk on the map if he walk it off
I'ma I'ma
I'ma good lookin rapper I ain't tryin to stunt
I'ma good lookin rapper I ain't tryin
a fan, I'm a GOAT
Smell the kush on my clothes
Like my hand 'round her throat
Both handle our business though
Let's get high in my Benz for sure
Blow
It's not my destiny to be the one that you will lay with
So many reasons why I have to go but want to stay here
Sometimes I want a taste, but then
head is
I'm holding on by a thread
It's like I'm high right now, the guy right now
And you could tell by looking in my eyes right now
That nothing
inside his lane
Crack the whip and lock the chain
And he'll never fly high again
He's Mr. No One
Dear Mr. No One
We send regards, beyond the stars
He'll
Uh, dear Mr. President
Whats happenin'?
I'm writin' you because, shit is still real fucked up in my neighborhood
Pretty much the same way, right
'm hopeless, I can't cope
Me and the homies smokin' roaches, 'cause we broke
Late night hangin' out 'til the sunrise gettin' high
Watchin' the cops roll by
high, high
High, high
Let's get high, high
Come on let's get high
I make the four hop
Pull up at the spot
Weed by the barrels in my G'd up apparel
..)
Come on let's get high
I make the four hop {*hydraulic sound*} pull up at the spot
Weed by the barrels in my G'd up apparel
Stompin' in the party,
the middle of the night
To the Louisiana two-step high and bright
And we won't say when, we won't ask why
And we won't stop dancin' 'til we die
I'll keep
A so it go
Smoke the marijuana and get high
Stay above the wickeds and fly
I'm feeling so very good about myself
Babylon ain't feeling good damn
Sutra scream fuck your position and make you hold that
I'm trying to stay grounded like four flats
But I know flats and Piru Crip tats
Will swarm
(never be enough)
(I won't stop until I find) my runaway love
See my baby really needs some help
'Cause she can never stay at home by herself
She
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