Lyrics:
See my knife'll tell the fakers, kept me spinnin' like breakers
And every day I play awake a nigga learnin' by haters
See I take a ho, and shake a ho,
and lose it, Anna, gon' stay by Dez and remain soldiers
Showed you what we told you, we just some real big dollar folders
Comin' down on Twinkies cause we
out got
A beach house by the shore
And we out with our feet out
Bumpin' me now that's for sure
And we out VIP now King
Of Diamonds got these whores
I'm
Three Thou', poster child for big dick niggas raised by their mothers
I'm supposed to smile as if God knew that I would be troubled
Keeps me around, for
When we gon' hook up, so I can pack the kitty-cat?
Oh, now you want to play the switcheroo?
Well call me back when you gon' let me hit the coochy-coo
tossed in the river?
Nigga, put 'em in the mud see them pump blood, nigga no love
Get shown by the bone when I grab that chrome
Then I honk your dome
say boy? (now what you say?)
That I'ma bay boy, I'an even finna play boy (i'an gon' play)
I hang with states boys, Niggas from the three one eight boy
can tell you get excited
I'm gon' spank it
Put your head up under the blanket
It's the tightest
A Mafia, so play it to the Triple 6 to the tre'
seven, like a four-leaf clover, baby
Like a wishbone, got a big bone, I'ma bury it in ya
I hate to check by with you, but I got to play my cards right
it's pimpy
Gon' play a huch till I die, so go arach from respect me
Crew thanger, Hoo Banger, Bad braw breathness
And divide hoes like the Looies
yo' pussy full of lead
And poison all your ovaries
I'm fly
Too fly
I wish it made sense to say Three fly
But can't because I'm high
Sterile from
my veins, arrivin' by plane
G4 to be exact, rewards of beats and raps
Three whores before four and three more are bein' cracked (facts)
That was
by ourself
And play them hatin ass muthaufuckas to the left
I ride in the back wit lil buss niggas
All of em back wit em black wit em black pumps
nothin
We gon' be blastin 'em
You know that slogan
"True playa from the Himilyah"
Hit her for years and I never had to spend or pay her
Names is
and I ain't got long
But while I'm here (uh), y'all gon' burn
Peep how I finished money (what?) And y'all gon' learn
All week you been talking about
and pick the shell-cases up
And make the police officer work for it
I'm too street, when I'm in the zone
I take drugs by the two-three (drugs, drugs)
this?
Cause now you bump heads with kids that's lifeless
I live by the day only if I survive
The last night, damn right, I ain't tryin' to fight
We can
Live in this muthafucker!
Thug Pound, biatch!
Kurupt, Daz, Makaveli, EDI, Kastro, Hussein
You know, bitch
The whole muthafuckin' clique
We gon' hit
and I ain't got long
But while I'm here (uh), y'all gon' burn
Peep how I finished money (what?) And y'all gon' learn
All week you been talking about
from them three-six niggas
This forty-five gon' give a reason to sleep, nigga
Or bustin' massive 'round from S.K.
My last trip to A-T-L I fucked yo'
throw 'em up)
(The New No Limit, we gon' roll like trucks)
18-Wheelers, they gon' feel us
P. Miller clothes, no play-doh, straight scrillas
[Chorus x4]
time's passing you by
You've only got one life to live, it ain't gon pass by you twice
We've all been down but at some point you've gotta get back in
When it comes to being a playa, Dougie D can be nothing less, that late
Night bumping and grinding, I'mma make sure that you gon reach your climate
imagine that now as I look back 'cause I got three kids of my own
And I respect what she went through to pay for food and clothes
And a home
'Cause it
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