Lyrics:
man that thang go wit' me
My nigga from the jets got stained for a 50
Sack of the hard
Tryna match you a broad
Got 'em shot up in his car by
you keep it up you gon' start bleeding from the nose (sniff, sniff)
This nigga twirling emotions like a colored rose
He gon' make me fall in love with
Whenever you need me, I'm on call for you
I don't wanna see you cry again
Piss me off the way you think you need a guy again
Yeah he wanna see you hustle,
away
When He said Zamilooni
Zamilooni
Dathirooni
Dathirooni
A mighty task has come before me
I need you here with me
By my side
By my side
By my side
We
forreal?
Why the fuck would you try my gang? Drive by aim
That nigga walkin' we ride by lames
Boy I'mma find where your grandma stay
Play no games but we
identity, you highly mistaken me
Check my ID, Wu-Tang, that's the legacy
Fresh off of work, he jumped out the van
Two suitcases, dangle on his hands
He
no one at all
Might see him with people, it’s not what you thought
Behind that persona, that kid he was lost
Behind that fake smile hid all of his
and trauma I've been Reeling
I'm set back and everyone says there's No defeating you
Cause, right
You've been saved by grace you have Been made renewed but
Meet me outside
You can meet me outside
Meet me outside
You can meet me outside
Meet me outside
You can meet me outside
Meet me outside
You can meet
"What you sayin'? You ain't buy nothing for us"
I didn't buy nothing of course, ya bitches is whores (please)
What, I look like support? Me, trick?
on the rocks for the gang
Got coke for the hoes in the back
Me and Mac we smoke rich nigga gas
He like why you gotta K just like Osiris in the back
Kk you get
Baby it's your choice
We can make waves memories
Babies you choose
(Swagg, you tryna get rich, huh?)
I think there's room for the both of us
In this
I'm like, "Baby, I love you
Please just let me fuck you!"
Need you this close like now
You don't got to, if you don't want you
But at least just keep
imaginary dish
Standing on a corner watching all the girls go by
Standing on a corner giving all the girls the eye
Brother if you've got a rich
hard rain
Living in the city, know the streets by name
Take a walk with me, come and feel my pain
See what I see, come and get my glimpse
Dig a little
're used to those fly-by-night boyfriends
But what you really need is me, woman
Always up in the VIP
Always yelling out, "Drinks on me!"
Always all
will
Lift him up no matter what you’re going through
Lift him up because he keeps on blessing you
Be thankful for the love he gives
You’re protected by
Touch it why don'tcha, touch it why don'tcha
Hey girl, oooh girl! Hey girl, I want to rock your world
Are you talkin to me?
Hey girl, would meet me
at Coca-Cola
For the check they cut me at the Super Bowl
All my life moments is a super whoa
My nigga Dr. Dre, he got a super boat
Last night, I was textin'
hopped up the tree quite gracefully he said Mister do you have a lighter for me?
I said Mister Frog now I got a light but I lost my smokes and would you
Shawty want a rich
Bed
She want me thugged out when in her bed
Answered your questions I done passed your test
You know what's next
Give me that SE
Don’t know what you heard bout Pump, nigga I’ll tell you it’s a lie. Nigga he play then he die, don’t need the Swat for that boy he a fly. I stay
I belong to you
But you were wrong so now what ya gon' do
Bad by myself
I can do bad, bad by my damn self
I can do bad by myself
Yo I done it
him that's what you get for acting up
Then they head home to their fancy flats
And they talk about their hard day while they pour themselves a glass
He
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