Lyrics:
you home tonight
Yea I seen a few, but you got em' beat
By your jewelry, and your booty, and your sexy feet
Just tell me what your sippin, no matter
superhead, deep throat that super dick
Then come back with big bread, see you?s a trooper kid
T-Pain must be psychic he saying what I think
I'm by the bar now
on a shirt, you a Twitter banner
Gucci Mane, that Kush be my cologne
Soulja Boy, baby, pick up the phone
Blowin' kisses to your bitch
Through the phone draco's
done worrying about if they gone take it the wrong way
Boys want smoke but I give em the flambé
This is gods plan you ain't getting in gods way
Whole lot
poppin'
Sexy lil' filter, go on and lick big poppa
BL smoother than Silk or Don Juan
Bone-in ribeye, well, tiger primes
Ball out, we all out, V-Lives
clear
I'm used to getting a few new big pair, each year
From my granny (haha)
A couple sexy ones
That might come off
When I done had waaay too much
Hold tight all the mandem inside the place
This is where it is happening yeah
Skepta, Devilman
This is the big clash right about now
This is how
highways
Make you fall in love with me
I gotta go I gotta find my way
Rest up big bro ill make em make believe
I feel so sexy
Your hate don't effect me
would be in a right
bloody mess I tell you.
BRIAN
(who can stand it no longer) Guard!
BEN
Nail 'em up I say!
BRIAN
(dragging himself over to the door)
some facts
Pussies chew that fat imma do em like that
Aint no pipe got my hands on the brat
Since 05 boy I really Kept it Real
Dunk that pussy hoe like
Nottz, Battlecat, Kokane, Lil Jon
Soulja boy Tell 'Em, Danja, Terrace
Martin, Bad Lucc
Problem, Nipsey Hussle, Damani
Scoop DeVille, Brandy, teddy Riley
drink Crystal and hop in the pool
Conversate about the real, not big
And keep it cool
I see you smiling, girl what you smiling for?
Looking sexy with your
peace, blood
It'll never end for Soulja Slim, rest in peace, thug
Niggas changing by the hour, this is me, thug
They killed this nigga's son, now they
Soulja Slim playin'
Niggas buckin' like Giannis
I came back on that bull shit
Jordan with the 4-5
Made his baby momma call 'em
Told that boy come outside
Nigga slidin' (Helly, I'm fuckin' with you)
And I'm ridin' with 'em
(Helluva made this beat, baby)
I used to get the pack when I was young (Me
nigga you would never be (oh na, na, oh na)
Oh na, na, oh na
Oh na, na, oh na
Oh na, na, oh na
You tell me that you make big moves
But tell 'em what you
Go by the name of Weezie F.
An fuck 'em out the belly store with ten bags?
Fly as a muthafucka girly on my staple
'Cause her friends say I'm a tummy
Go by the name of Weezie F.
An fuck 'em out the belly store with ten bags?
Fly as a muthafucka girly on my staple
'Cause her friends say I'm a tummy
Go by the name of Weezie F.
An fuck 'em out the belly store with ten bags?
Fly as a muthafucka girly on my staple
'Cause her friends say I'm a tummy
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
find new ways to
Slide 'em out they dress
Now they wanna have the boy
Stuck on house arrest
But instead I jumped bail now
I'm wanted in each state
How I
a big dream
I been in the stud tryina blow steam
Niggas ain't seen me in a minute
Now they saying shit like the boy changed
Boy changed yeah like the boy
fingers up)
Put them hands high (put them hands high)
Wave it in his face (wave it in his face)
Tell him, "Boy, bye" (tell him, tell him, "Boy, bye")
door open
so a nigga can come in there real slow.
Yeah.
You got a job, I got a life, you got a man, I got a wife
Baby girl, baby boy, that's
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