Lyrics:
JUST RE'D UP 3
Yeah
You know we livin' that life, standin' on business
Us, never them
We work hard for this shit
(Hey, I'm really rich)
Feel like I'm in too deep
Don't fall in love with the fishes
Do not get drowned in the water
I don't wanna call her no more
Cause my niggas think
Some hoes ain't for show
You just keep 'em inside
Call 'em at 3AM and get deep up inside
Blow me and my homie
When you see me you don't know me you
Feel like I'm in too deep
Don't fall in love with the fishes
Do not get drowned in the water
I don't wanna call her no more
Cause my niggas think
reflecting deep inside me
If you you wanna know
Gotta let it show
You can't do that anymore
If you wanna be
Just like me
Open up your mouth one two three
Gotta
I baby her
Wavin' at her at two crazy
Fugazis, I'm too brazen, three brazees deep
We got 380s and P80
99s, M-10s and M1s and 12 gauges
Shell cases,
and ride from Chi to Texas
Give the game up since I came up put my name up
Check out the rhythm
Make the mob wanna flame up
Struck a match
She took me to the sky, for love
Oh how she took me,
For love
Stripped me down and watch me
For love, she made me scream,
Deep for love
Baby rides
I got's to get it,by any means,I need the mother fucking presdients
Nigga P, my wintness, I make my bussiness, I gotta repre-fuckin-sent
Nigga 3 tone
of his hand
He wore a big ol' turban wrapped around his head
And a scimitar by his side
And, every evenin', about midnight
He'd jump on his camel named
the Harlem Gigolo
Get your ho, lick her low, make the bitch hit the door
I represent honeys with money, fly guys with gems
Ride with the tints that be
Don't you know I got kis by the three
When I chirp, shawty chirp back
Louie knapsack where I'm holding all the work at
What you know about that? What
weak ass, weak ass friends (huh)
Don't nobody want your man, weak ass dick (ay, uh)
Yeen 'bout that shit, bitch, so don't play with me, ho (yeah)
If
bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way!
HO! HO! HO!
Oh what fun it is to ride
In a one-horse open sleigh
[Verse 3]
Now the ground is white, go it
Ladies and gentlemen, this is Mambo Number Five
One, two, three, four, five
Everybody in the car, so come on, let's ride
To the liquor store
on instrumental
Records, hey, so I can write monumental
Methods, I'm not the King
But niggas is decaf, I stick 'em for the cream
Check it, just how deep can
the ghetto, result my mind's under pressure
You leave your shit wide open, No Limit niggaz gon' test ya
We ride deep but TRU dat, hitin hard like bricks
Ain't
We ride on the DVRK SID3
Reside on the DVRK SID3
I sought to bright light
To this rechete place
Now I just wanna fly
Through the darkness of space
six feet deep (Deep)
Three gold teeth (Teeth)
Zero fucking hopes for this young tragedy
(dy) days of our lives (Lives)
Watch 'em roll by (By)
Whole
hoes
they come runnin' with they fans & they best clothes
to get stuck by the nigga with the million bucks
I won't lie and say I had a million fucks
hoes
they come runnin' with they fans & they best clothes
to get stuck by the nigga with the million bucks
I won't lie and say I had a million fucks
Something burning deep inside of me
Ran into three Puerto Ricans those girls took us to the fun house
I don't wanna be alone again
Hangin' on the corner
shit
And to the niggas listening but won't buy my shit
And catch me in the street wanna ride my dick
Y'all niggas is the worst, see me like
"J. Cole
a case
Trying ride the wave in a deep sea
'Cause I like to spend my life, my life, my life, my life
Ducking DT's in the Z3 or the GT this is PG
Trying
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