Lyrics:
to the meelyians
Money girl
Yeah we still gone do our money dance
World trinna make me hate but I'ma smile an glance
To focus Ona bag
I won't feed dat hurt again
them knocks on your block
Finna let them rock
Got up on the opp block
Making that opp bitch do a lil' dance
Run up on me, I'm pleading the fifth
It's
a shooter my niggas buses and scooters
You not even really from the hood so you don't even know the life of noodles
Work gone dance Billie Jean jump out
I'm stuck inside this music
Please don't let me out
I made me a beat last night
Then I slid on it
I was feeling like I wanna dance so I did
Know them
down, cause he is not my homie
Now I'm feeling like I'm speaking like her, I've been rocking by my lonely
Extra pole to finish, y'all know just throw
come approach me
Instead of letting time fly by
Show me that you really want it
Loving how we grind
Loving how we glide
Love it how we moving side
the belt by my friend
We them fivas , but we dump like 50-plus every time we bend
Bro caught a opp, but he ain't have his mask, he turnt him to gas, bro
Micheal
I know it's my time soon
Yea I shoot for the stars
Yea I know I'm in tune
Shoot for the moon
Pull up with them choppas
Let them dance like a fool
I
7, 1, 9
Sit back, don't have a heart attack
Only had like one fifth
And fifty shots of yak
Steady lookin for my stack
Yep, a nigga good for that, yep
me hard time
(Why?)
Why these niggas be using my name tryn get by
Why these niggas be forcin, jus like Jedi
I'm tweakin now, I got red eyes
Bitch I
I put it down in a way that you have to just love
Mad ???, dance with me, so we passin them both?
At the end of the night when I'm asking “What's up”
On Saturdays she walked down to the garden
c friend would wait for her by the door
They sit down at the table fifty years apart
Yet not a day has
she wanna? I might?
I will not stress about a hoe
She got a concussion from giving good throat
All my bitches white just like the Po
50 round on me,
a light 50, yeah
Slit ya girl in half like a magician
I make her
Woah, Damn how ya do that there
She like ooh, damn how ya do that there
She like ooh, damn
an if ur 27 plus u gotta keep quiet
bruddas aint
what im on im in the lead right
underated but its 50 for the fee right
i demostrated that im in
In front of the mic, behind the limelight
A star so bright shines refined advancement
Dance with the last man on the face of the earth
Who did
live and die by the motto, let none survive
Livin' off my last cut, can't hold the sword up
You can have that for free before I take your best offer
I, step off into the party like a real O.G
Got a- bout 40 or 50 girls behind me
They all- must be waiting for my pool party
I'm just- tryin
might be on your radio on every Sunday.
So listen what your DJ plays. (2x)
You-ROY will be gone by the end of the day
Michigan & Smiley in a different
so
Shinin got my walk right
I use 2's by 2's
Like ill you stupid
Tiolet paper niggas streets up,
When It's time for me to use it
Take a picture of my
Tulips in my head
I try to forget
And this one's from America
I paid for it fifty dollars
Netted by the Sioux Indians
Near the Rocky Mountains
combine harvester and I'll give you the key
She made I laugh, haha
I'll stick by you, I'll give you all that ya need
(Ooh ar ooh ar)
We'll have
combine harvester and I'll give you the key
She made I laugh, haha
I'll stick by you, I'll give you all that ya need
(Ooh ar ooh ar)
We'll have
spit
Ebonics, burnin, that's the shit
And that girl by the bar with the waistline
Shakin her hips (okay!!)
This is the last crusade, I might
Fix your
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