Lyrics:
real niggaz gon' speak
(Wipe me down)
Jiggalatin' I been rollin' 'bout a week
You can tell I got cake by the diamonds in my teeth
(Wipe me down)
Black
DKC representing 254
Big up to P-Mani records
I'm out
I'm back like I never left
Want what I always get
Lazy isn't on my chest
Niggaz bitches suck my
when we dip, I come with the bag them other niggaz aint this, i come from a past thinking bitches aint shit, you changed all of that now we focused
The beat fire ima dab it
Cutting trees like im rabbit you probably wont understand it
The mileage high in my city
Cuz all my niggaz gon run it
Drew Franks
@ shit
Then dip
Empty my klip and pray that a Nigga don't snitch
Im checking my shit
Hoping that my body ain't hit
It's all good
Kuz now there's
learn me
My mission is gettin' Ritz like Jersey, chips for attorney's
Commissary for niggaz that's in the pen thirsty
A big truck, your trick hypnotize
like I didn’t understand fuck yo hand
Counting all my cash by hand niggaz move on my command
She can ride it with no hands (God damn)
I’m just saying
bought my bitches back in
Showing out insane a pretty bitch magnet
Girl you not gon change i send that bitch packing
Slowing up the lane and ain’t no
Mad cuz I was you
And I wanted things
Wanted bitches
Want my niggas
Wrapped in diamond chains
Now I'm flexing
All my deeds
And these royalties
fucked up
Please forgive me for my slurred words and bad pronunciation
But baby you're the most beautiful-est of God's creations
Come and kick it with
shit I really went made me a name
Back when I was rappin in all of my classes them bitches was callin me lame
Ain’t have the new Jordan’s, ain’t have no
don't give money to the hoes...
My momma used to say make sure it's something fresh...
I got what y'all lookin for as I got th neuro AKA wa-wa-wa war
On opps I swing
Dat sauce it ain't a thing
Making a list and I'm checking it twice
Watch on my wrist look like some ice
This real designer can tell by
jumpin outta ditches, look,
my glock in my hand and i aint tryin to leave a witness,
is it the bitches the money?
or how the car shine, look,
i want it all
heaven
Watch out for them lame niggaz thes an outbreak
They calling you hot cake coz they jus want a piece, they jus want a taste but they can not make it
compet
Niounela nieup done xaar
We the greatest of all time
Fallait que leundeum bi nieuw fenial fi bidew for longtime
Yaw ak seu cercle
Dolene doug sounie
tempted by gifts them niggaz bought you
Guilty, talk about other bitches I talk to
Leavin' you a message every time I called you
Voice mail for my top
my dick on some ?
You can get sprung off dis like some powder
Oops wrong hole what she said in the shower
Already hit the booty hole for an hour
and see me
I go for ya neck
Cash checks big ass and breast
Bitches now who has the best sex
Blow up and cripple ya head set, bet
If thats amazing
I been
the hardcore for soldiers that got war
And the thugs in the crowd screaming 'YEAH WE LIKE IT RAW'
All wacks'll get the best of it (right), give 'em the rest
You in God's hands now, keep a place for me kid
Ain't nothing changed, still "Party and Bullshit"
We used to +Fuck R&B Bitches+ and see who rhyme
said you act like Daddy I wanna be like you bae
Now she on my head hard lil mama aint for no games
I been buyin all these drinks, I aint even asked yo
Now take my bitch
She won't complain bout shit
Cause she's my hoe
Kutt is known for tossin' the dick
Cause when I'm fuckin'
Ain't nothing more that I do
Came long ass way
From having rags to riches
Use to impress em all now
I'll never flex for bitches
Now they interrupt my text
Just ask for picture
I
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