Lyrics:
packin'
Rich Gang, we uptown
Nigga hardbody and mackin'
Tool on that back, nigga
Money and that power
Mansion on that beach, nigga
Blood red Bugatti
back and then attack him some mo'
I charged, but he busted me in the head with a Pepsi
No effect, I left him shakin' on the floor like epilepsy
With they
up one day, Lord to find that I was by myself
With dreams of Georgia cotton and California wine
Sunday mornin' found me standin' 'neath
and got nice with?
Yeah, my nigga Fame up in Prospect
Nah them my niggas nah love wouldn't disrespect
I didn't say them, they schooled me to some
Let me put one in your bro, so your nigga can't go to sleep
So, lay down bitch, gimme all that you dreamed for
Gimme fancy cars, gimme
Take me back to the muddy water
Where the bull and the cow don't bother
Pick up a girl I know won't holler
Head out of town, watch the sun go down
again
Oh, we are only blood and bones that cover beatin' hearts
Scarred by sticks and stones, but we know who we are
And I could put you back together
that urge to splurge
But I'm broke as fuck, Sin, gimme that Mossberg swerve
Up into my bag 'cause I gotta get my mask and shells
To put in this 12
I can tell, I can tell by the way you lookin' at me
I know you want some lovey dove (Heyy!)
Gimme all the funky love, gimme all the funky love
You
rough, but now I'm a gem
Time to get lost in my mayhem
Oh sorry, am I running late
Do you miss the times that I was served up on a plate
Take it back from
woke as me, nigga go to sleep
Thank God I'm back, this ain't hard in fact
This target practice, red beams
Standing up 'cause I'm man enough
And then
the dollars
Got more if ya xxx will swallow
She shaking it by the roba hoping it by the Bentley
She know that I'm high and tipsy now drop it n gimme 50
She
are maddening?
Do I sit here and try to stand it?
Or do I try to catch them red-handed?
Do I trust some and get fooled by phoniness
Or do I trust
Racks
Gimme Dat
I’m talking rack on racks on racks nigga
(Verse)
Let me tell you bout some shit you don’t know,
I’m from DC right by the zoo,
Rich
on these Red Bottoms, Rick Owens
I been rocking them Jordans
I said now, Ag compound
Gimme money, I'll throw it
My hair luxurious, yo' show ain't growing
I
way to my king sized bed
And lie on my pillows and my Gucci bed spread
Keep the pussy, I got other plans instead
Just gimme some head, gimme some head
Let me put one in your bro, so your nigga can't go to sleep
So, lay down bitch, gimme all that you dreamed for
Gimme fancy cars, gimme
Dogghouse
Gimme some of that g shit goldie loc
Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout
Yeah, check this out y'all, uh huh huh
We got Snoop Dogg in
would be right back
With a cup of coffee, an old newspaper
Sitting by the side of the tracks, boys
Crying by the side of the tracks
He'd try
wit' a shot of Bird
Never get tossed to the curb
Be feelin' that urge to splurge
But I'm broke as f0, Sin, gimme that Mossberg swerve
Up into my bag
Yeah, yeah
Pluto
I don't hang with rats, that's some new type shit
Get a nigga whacked on the news type shit
Sip and drankin' Actavis on some
let that tec, hit you in yo neck
Came for that respect
Gimme the check, with some set bitches
All dank on that debt
And they sipping and they drinking
circle's gonna be unbroken in the by and by
Later on tonight
We'll be hittin' that Main street hot on a cool night
Sneakin' a six pack kiss at the red light
of that '93
Gimme some of that wild and free
We measure time by the radio
when ya gotta get home to watch your favorite show
and get back to the simple
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