Lyrics:
have we brung? Oh, look what we've done, what
have we brung?
Souljah Boy
It's Armageddon/ Pay attention/ You better recognize, the end is comin'
be with somebody who loves me for me
I just wanna fall in love with somebody who'll catch me
Cause it falls apart too often, way too often
You can find
What, what what
Yeah man I’m hitting da Norf
Tell me what y’all runnin for
Better just put down your phone
All my boys hitting da Norf
Aint gotta med
make a little more sense for you on the other side of the spectrum
But you know what?
I'm going to fall back
I'm gonna let my boy Joe do his thing
like Cal Ripken
No short stopping my pockets, only fall is bank slip
Coupe on 22s at 22 held by four midgets, nigga
Uh, living out my momma's prophecies
Done locked us up in your jails
Crucified us with your nails yeah
But we ain’t going to fall for that no more
Nah
Ayee yo
Check this out
Watch
A 10-36 goes tick-tock-tick."
And that's what I call ratchetjaw!
Gotta git ya a base, out there at yer place
With a forty-foot pole on the chimney
With
coming for my head
What's that 'bout? (What's that about)
While my head look like a bounty I got paper to mount
I could say that I'm the best
But I'm not
much goin' for me
I can still sleep cozy
Ashes, ashes
I been having flashes
I ain't never gonna fall down
Catch the flow and match this
What the hoes
Like Malcolm said it I gotta get it by any means
Coming from a place gunshots wake you up out your sleep
Trying to make it global its niggas dying
me spell it out, put the writing on the wall I'll make the final fall, as the cemetery's calling
HA HA!! They're here!
Aw fuck!!
Get him boys!
I can't
[Intro]
Yeah nega I'm going rep this motherf***ing No Limit to I D.I.E
Check this out n****
I could gave a F*** what a n**** gotta say about me
I
niggas keep makin' me sneeze
If them out for blood then I'm makin' 'em bleed
You try to run and I'm breakin' your knees
I made 'em fall like I'm rakin'
though
The difference between me and your nigga
Bitch, I live that
I catch him stopping by that hoe
and push his wig back
Dirty sticks that hang out
Lifestyle
Good to me
Never fall of 'cause I stick to the play
Ever since a boy I knew I was the man
Man it feels good, oh this Gangster Lifestyle
Good
Gettin', his little dick sucked by the, clucks
And will he do dirt? Fool oh please
Little locs are harder then the O-G's
You fall to the ground and beg
couldn't see a way out
Life got a price in it
Try to make me pay out
Ayy, I don't catch no sleep
Maybe that's what I get
God don't like me and my
shit
Papi got the mopstick (Graaah)
Jerome with the dropkick (Pew, aye)
If you fuckin with my boys, then you get dropped, bitch
You can catch me
hottie, he said ok
Now check it, check it out, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, that's what he said
Then I came back and just fucked up his head
Cuz yo, he
what the fuck am I the cap for
He said I hit cookin', get him out the kitchen
Rocket, out here snitchin', I can't be no weakness
Then they hop
Talkin like that's killa, lil nigga, what the fuck you sellin
Walkin past a bitch, she on my dick, that dog nose smell it
Moving by myself, these niggas
Waiting to steal the catch right out
My hands
Cause I can't have a girl for two Weeks
Before he decides to sink his teeth
Into what's mine and have her for
out and ask: "Do You Wanna Dance?"
Up on stage, i'm gon shock the world,
Samantha Jade, take ova girl.
[Chorus]
Boy
No matter what we go through
You
Perry
Heard that boy where fake white gold
I can tell by the way that he wear it
Seen niggas with the same damn pole
I can tell by the way that they
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