Lyrics:
I'm not in a hurry
I'm still sipping off of this tea
Bitch
Fool crew
Trillerposse
K.O.T.M.
All my shit
Babyy Jayy with the two Ys
Sweet as babyy rayys
red tops out, and I want a lot"
Shirley fainted dead on the spot
Two ushers slipped eighty dollars right out the pot
Oh shit!
[Raekwon the Chef]
Hmph
Yea
Alpha of the pack leader of the crew
Full moon all my dogs out here running loose
Moving in silence don't tell nobody not that I'm hiding
off ball hog
But i cant get hooked its fishy in the sea you hoes got me shook
I cant live by the book
Im a king and your a rook
Yeah. This that top shelf shit right here
Go ahead and pull that top shelf
Pull it out man. Pull out your best shit man
Have a drink with this one,
Balling till the shot drop buzzing like a shot clock
Pull up in the drop-top, bitch
Cooking like a crockpot
Aiming for the tip-top, no we don't flip
life
The world is yours, how could you hate life?
Tube tops upon all the girls upon booth tops upon rooftops
She brought her friends the whole crew's hot
So one two three four five
Put that big ol' thing in drive
I'ma take everybody by surprise when you start hearin' this shit worldwide
All it takes
[Starang]
Starang forever like Wu Tang my crew brings drama
Hangin your ass upside down by ya shoe strings
Smoke tell em how we doin this
say what I do
Know some college girls out in Colgate
Gettin' cheesed by the whole crew
Dubbin' texts with I-L-Y
Only answer I-O-U
Like my bad it ain't
Su, that's the call for your crew
If you're from the West Coast and you're down with Brooklyn Zu
Su, that's the call for your crew (ah, Miser)
They
get some!"
We make any click or crew, run and call the cops
Picallo said play with the bomb, and why'all get knocked off top
History is proven
“Hey, every time you open that refrigerator
You’re gonna leave a fuckin’ dollar on the top of the kitchen table”
And maybe this planted a seed inside
of them ol knotty pines
Kickin up mud out here in my four wheel drive
A buckwild boy just a one of a kind
Never scared to fight just sippin on some shine by
hop
Goin' out to the hardcore hip hop
Of course we don't flip flop
If you don't know me by now, I doubt you'll ever know me
I never won a GRAMMY,
born to fucking stand out
I'm in love with the guap
I don't stop, gonna make it to the top
The foundation to my team
We don't sleep, we too busy chasing
Come and meet me at the top of the light
I show you how to live it do or you die
Keep a 刀 tucked under my side
Never know who really hang in the ride
bathe in the wake to baptize your crew
When I'm down by the river, bangin' from Sydney
Hand on my outboard fangin' my dinghy
Streams run free, all over
fly shit since I was 5 years old
On some 'ol Osh Kosh Bi'Gosh shit
Toss ya bitch, keep it top secret, lock it
Smoke-A-Lot click, walkin around wit
So I treat my bitch like the last one
Been hittin these hoes by the twos
I told the bros I can pass one
Dropping the top this the fast one
Fingers they
you're tying your shoe
Cash out on deals, I'm signed to who?
I came with a spill, they mop, I'm the truth
Live at the top, we slidin' in coupes
hop
Goin' out to the hardcore hip hop
Of course we don't flip flop
If you don't know me by now, I doubt you'll ever know me
I never won a GRAMMY,
Here Come The Squad,
Its Time To Get Ghost...
(Shaggy 2 Dope)
If You Wanna Stay You Get Beat By A Pig,
Fuck That Shit Cause' Where I Live,
My Boys Got
the fuck niggas you moving with
And it feel like 'em when I'm on this robbing spree I hope yo crew agree
Snatching on these simple-ass niggas claim they
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