Lyrics:
boy's goin' left on niggas
And them hoes too it's me
That nigga who ain't never got caught
My mic is wounded
I'ma test it with a touch of salt
Keep a book
in my Dog Chow
Another brother can't see me
But he wants to be me
I'm layin these thangs on 'em freely
Now you got fo' fo' chromes, straight layin
my Jersey Belle back, she'll never go ‘way no more.
I know my Jersey Belle, boys by the way she low.
She'll call me. She ‘s call me so many times
of Zion
Geneva
Wall Street
Who makes them so fat?
Well well me an' you better think about that
In overdrive whooo
Till humanize is equalize
Put
the boy
Just do it for the boy
Do, do it for the boy
Baby, you a beast
Baby, you a dog
So if I call you my bitch
Please don't take it wrong
And man
We made love, now you gone
Now you don't want to claim me no more
Told your boys, you never knew
You never kissed or held me in your arms
How
with me
By the looks I got ya shook up and scared of me
Buckle your seat belt, it's time for takeoff
I don't think you're ready for this jelly
I
that
All I wanted to do was get high by the beach
Get high baby, baby, bye bye
Boy look at you looking at me
I know you don't understand
You could
Stay up baby don’t fall asleep
See I been thinking bout that ass all week
I been thinking bout that ass got me weak
You ain’t never met a nigga like me
I am he as you are he as you are me
And we are all together
See how they run like pigs from a gun
See how they fly
I'm crying
Sitting
We made love, now you gone
Now you don't wanna claim me no more
Told your boys, you never knew
You never kissed or held me in your arms
How dare
enough when the kinfolks come and the kids brought brand new games,
You could see how fat all the old folks was and learn all the babies names,
Had
whatever you need from me
Stay by your side, I'll never leave you
And I ain't going nowhere 'cause you're a keeper
So don't you worry, baby, you got me
Now don't you remember sweet Betsy from Pike
Who crossed the big mountains with her lover Ike
Two yoke of oxen a big yeller dog
A tall Shanghai
me show you what the MAC do (come on)
If you don't know by now, then you slippin'
I'm on some bullshit that's got me jackin', niggas flippin'
Let my
I'm a microphone fiend tryin' to stay alive
When you come to ATL, boy, you betta not hide
'Cause the Dungeon Family gon' ride, ha
Don't pull
dog, young runaway).
She told me loved me like it was true.
I knew I should stay,
I knew I would go.
Run, run, run away.
Run, run, run away, boy
a teen with a upper case G
Fake friends I don't need
That weak shit I don't see
I'm blind to the hate
You can call me Ray C
But you know a nigga push keys
enough when the kinfolks come and the kids brought brand new games,
You could see how fat all the old folks was and learn all the babies names,
Had
, don't lose your vibe, ah
I heard the tings him say, ah
I see the tings him do, ah
Come go with me, fat boy
And I'll be there for you
Hey, fat boy
Play outside
And say things like
Can I reel one in?
Dad, you're my best friend
Just one more spin
I promise I'll be good if you let me drive
This
ain't worth a mil' no need to mention to me
And if you niggas ain't gettin' no money, then please don't listen to me
She wanna learn, I wanna teach, she
by your side
Riding like a Glock .45
Now, now you're lonely when you slide
(we could've been here together)
Tell me what money do, if it don't by
Hello, well good evening ladies and gentlemen
What we like to do right here, well first let me let you know who I am
Well I go by the name
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