Lyrics:
just took her first hit off the pipe
The other homie shot the other homie and ran off with his money
And when the other homies heard about it they
Money is an issue, and that's on the fa' shizzle my nizzle
Ya block warm, then I come by with the fizzle
And make fa' sho' I get to work mines, for part
lady friends
Even if the money got that mildew
Check your lens
We see better
We eat good food
Wait for the end
So fuck a friend fool
Get all your ends
clost cock the toast and make you see Ghost-s like Whoopi
Have you ever seen a nigga get snatched up by his drawers
And wonder the cause, 'cause big
staff
Saw it on his face when they broke him in half
It was the Dangerous Crew, and I tell you it's true
Everything they say about Playboy Too
When I
Corruption on my mind, livin' in the fast life
Ain't no lookin' back, glock by my side
It's time to go ride
I seen some fools nice jewelry,
Quick money scheme,
his eyes
Oh oh oh
He's been tellin' lies
He's a lover boy at play
He don't play by rules
Oh oh oh
Girl don't play the fool--no
ha
Yo, dig this, we tryna get money here
Wrms, De La Soul, Saturday, y'all
(And rollerskates, and rollerskates)
(And rollerskates,
chinghyaarhe
Ek raat mill call kari nah dobarey
Jaanda haan’ sohni tere paintre main’ saare
Viah tere naalo Jatt changey ne qawarey
Baaki singeran’ de wang
livin' day by day
Good smoke make me contemplate
The cartel, they never be late
What if you know family's few
Lil Jon, I'm an active fool
In the streets,
didn't have to go to far
Flashed 20 bucks and then she got in the car
Tried to talk to her but she called me a fool
I tried to give her money
And put her
and I'm wealthy?
With juice, so I see you try to run behind
But i'ma tell you punk, you gets none of mine
Cause I was taught, see a fool, use a fool
By
Corruption on my mind
Living in the fast life
Ain't no looking back
Glock by my side
It's time to go ride
I seen some fools, nice jewelry, quick money scheme
I got a rhousand son's
Mama, you the shit, I'll pay your car note
Why you fucking with him? Even his car broke
We rocking Balmain's down
money in it for all of us, I'll post your music
I know that this shit is a façade, I ain't gon' let 'em fool me
I can't put my trust inside no broad, I
the gloom
His heart's surrounded by an iron fence
But he'll never be as cold as Mike Pence
Bad president (Bad precedent)
Couldn't fool us with your lies
Bad
cold junkee with some
Drugs in his mouth
High till I die, and fry is all I taste
Don't make me catch a case by
Pumpin' them slugs in your face
I'm
I'm gonna tell you a story
'Bout ol' Mary Lou
I mean the kind of a girl
That make a fool of you
She make a young man old
And an old man
and whites ride by and niggas yell, "Fuck them Jakes!"
So much respect, I can lay dough on the floor
Walk away and come back without cats runnin off
I'm
In Jimmy Choo's
High heels but the mountain's
Top she'll never choose
She'll set up for a dude & precious medals
A slave to his money by his
Chains you
the motto: To each his own
Got speed, its on
Flesh freed, he home
Then we'd go wrong, it wasn't in the plan
Designed by the Man upstairs
This testimony
to hit up his door
Clean up the block, it felt like a chore
Gucci Gabbana clexander the wang
cll in the studio smoking propane
I cin't really mean to say
a nigga cause a nigga turned major
And got a little bit of money and a pager
Searchin my car, lookin' for a product
Thinkin' every thug nigga is sellin'
act like a fool
Don't play by the rules
Rico be bugging trynna keep his cool
Cause I'm too cold
Margiela coat
I feel like a doctor I'm up in her throat
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