Lyrics:
A kind man knows a blind man holds grudges
A wise man knows a wise man knows nothin'
I thought I told you mother fuckers I ain't need a budget
I ride
you leave me for him
Are you a ride or die
Come and be the queen to my slim
If she can't be in my Fiesta
Then you won't see her in my Tesla
Trust me
To be a pimp in this day and age you don't need a Jheri curl
Y'all slid once and won a battle but lost the war as a whole
Don't test me like I'm Johnny
going need a little more
(Talking)
M: Going on by my way
I can't do nothing for you no more
put E before the D, 'cause that's all you on
You on Pac's dick (bitch), you a replica, guy
If he was still alive, you would never get by (for real)
lover, protector, defender if you need me to (I do)
Cause baby girl I could see myself with you (do you) I do
Baby, I could be the man you need
I gotta
fucken soft
Better set a meeting with a real boss
Shit this is pure magic you gon need a Oracle or a relic just to catch it
Conversation
Look
Definition
you bastards, two classics
Between me, Puff and Usher it was too drastic
Between me, Puff and Gin was true magic (yeah you remember her)
Cause everybody
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah
Homie, we gotta really holla
If you hear me, you need to follow
Come and follow the wave
And when you see me, just
lose the sight of the thrill of sneezing
Don't need a shower today, just some Brut by Faberge
Smell the ass of my jeans, clean, they'll do another day
lose the sight of the thrill of sneezing
Don't need a shower today, just some Brut by Faberge
Smell the ass of my jeans, clean, they'll do another day
see a spark of life in you
It's magic, indeed
Must be why the old guy let you through
'Cause you're clearly in need
See, a long, long time before you
when they see me walking by
Beautiful women coming up saying hi
I know that I'm him
They say chances slim
But you can catch me floating way above the rim
on the big man
As you can see I've got big plans
Big plans to be the big man
Lord I think I need a hit man
Cause I can't trust the next man
Lord I thank you
don't need titles and no ones entitled as long as you know Im your man
We so spontaneous, love and twin flaming it, now that we both understand
And I got
[Featuring Too $hort]
[Daz]
Man Soopafly how you feel about these bitches?
[Soopafly]
Fuck 'em.
[Daz]
You know what I'm
already kno wut
it is man, its a bad boy thang man, grand hustle collaboration, yall already kno man, boss hog wus happenin (heyy..) A town pimpin
[Slim
Take no shit, no bitch I ain't no pamper
Practice what you preach, on God I'm leading by example
Motherfucking golden, the magic man was chosen
like it's that time of the month
Are you bleeding? Can't think about sex?
Irritated by your Kotex?
We don't need to kiss, we don't have to fuck
I'll
Pull up on you bumping new RecoHavoc
Pussy don’t want no static
Call the homies, they gone leave you in plastic
Don’t do the dash bitch
We making magic
an easy bitch
But try it if you dare
Slim body
Slim waist
Brunette
That's all me
When I take her to the shop
She go for balmain
Yuh
Chain around her body
the chopper ain't shit I'm getting all of mine
Pop 'em drop 'em call the plan a wake he out forever more
I give it to you straight nigga I don't need
All about his bag, with money he don’t play
I like a cute face, strong arm on my man
Slim waist, long arm in the pants
Good taste, you can tell by
raised by the Music Man
Don't act like I don't know my-
I'm not gonna be one of these wanna be's
That you see when you unlock your iPhone screen
I wanna
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