Lyrics:
And ridin' on 20's is the law for us
I ain't from France, but excuse my french
F*** ya if ya hatin', n**** save that there
I been dealin' it you b****es
like that
Got 20's on my car, on my car like that
Hit them all like that we ball like that
I'll fuck yo hoe and wont call her back
That's how we
To keep food in my tummy
Tha ghetty ghetty green
On them 20's ridin' clean
Cause paper chasin'
Just I'm like a fiend
It's yo boy Project Pat
Never
pullin' out them tecs
Man I got dem mac's man I got dem k's
and I got dem nine's and I got them a's r-15's and them 22-trey's
Player wanna ride I'm
Feel like a 30
I cannot fuck with some niggas
Some of these niggas be tripping
I know some niggas pop 20s
I know some niggas pop jiggas
What in the fuck
Unk put me on game said go n get et
1lan you want a verse gotta pay tha ticket
6000 thousand dollars all in 20s es a roll spinach
I'm up early I
We know y'all out to drink 'til y'all throw up
We know y'all sittin' on 20's
We know y'all reppin' your hood
But how many y'all kill
Bounce
be stuntin'
She movin' fast for them 20s
She choosin' up for them 50s
All my niggas throwing bills
I'm tryna see more than titties
I don't know her
the club juss swervin'
Hit the hit the parking lot by the club juss swervin'
Sat it on dem big 6's couldn't play games with dem 20's
That wet paint is
you hoppin in, if not I’m at your friend, I see your lil Benz, them aint 20’s them is 10’s but it’s good tho, u will find my ‘69, sittin on spokes, gold
strike out
Aye
I was broke counting pennies
Now I'm throwin 20's when I'm buzzin off the henny
Tell me who real oh shit not too many
You a soft ass nigga
the same
Just spendin 20's and 10's at women pullin on my linen
and grinnin cause I was winnin in this game from the beginning
The lyrical skills was kinda
me
If you booing then you foolish, like the 20's and Gatsby
Connoisseur, steady wooshing past these doodoo's like track meets
Only sleep with one eye
meant something to you
But it wasn't what you thought it was
You want me frozen in time
I'm a dumb mistake you made in your 20's
I'll be 22 forever in
My nigga I'm lit
Lit
Broke niggas make me sick
Throw up
Blowing the gas by the zip
Roll up
Gramin it OWT Imma flip
My nigga I'm lit
Lit
She thick
turning 22
Said I won't be shit, someone tell him what I turned into
And I lost a lot of close friends right in my 20s too
I lost my homie, lost my girl
or Gomorrah
Which one are you the more of?
Chevy's sittin' on 30's and
20's on the Saurus fiendin' for that spot
The money bout to burn a hole in my pocket
So I
the price
Your body baby I got that on ice, now check it
How can he be so gold, still in his 20s
I picked my baby a rose, she gave me nothing
This world can
They say my shit too lyrical
They think I'm from New York
A student of the game
This rap shit been my favorite sport
I still got my vacuum seal
forget what goes up gotta come down
(DJ Paul)
But all that's go change
1997 Prophet Posse
You know what I'm sayin
Loved by few,hated by many
We in
And the front of the Mazzi look like a fork don't it?
Let it breathe
I'm not no rat but Young Thugger be chasing cheese
I want the M's and I'm not talking
to fight for this
I feel motherfuckers they goin' say I'm wrong
I feel niggaz goin' get buck when they hear my song
I feel like puttin' 20's on up in my car
by the rules
Ah ah I ain't playing by the rules
Yeah I’m way above the law
Pocket rocket if you pocket watching
Yeah Young Migo Takeoff
I get wilding
I'm back on the road
I'm back on the road
I'm back on the road
I'm back on the road
I'm back on the road
I'm back on the road again
I'm back
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