Lyrics:
So you can talk to me, don't listen to him
A body like that ain't hard to feed, cause girl I'll eat you up
All in a couple of seconds, girl I'll eat
the subs and 15's for the tweeters posted up by
The tray, like gangstas with the heaters
Gangbangin is my shit nigga
Is you still gon' be my homie if I
the tweeters posted up by
The tray, like gangstas with the heaters
Gangbangin is my shit nigga
Is you still gon be my homie if I get a little bigger
Fuck
you plottin we bound to get you gone
Yeah they watching cause that money too long
Yeah I'm running up a check by the day
I ain't never coming late cause
out of here
She had a seizure doin' Xans while I drank a beer (ah)
Hold up, I'm finna call the ambulance
I called the plug by mistake, damn, I'm out
G'd up, D-P-G-see'd up, O-G-see'd up original gun clappin'
No captains, no officials,
Nuthin' but niggas and pistols
Don't cock just pop, let it go
The rap struck 'em, harder than gettin' hit by a Mack truck and then backed up on
And any half-assed known rapper to trespass
Better be ready for
need to take it back, fuck Viacom
Clear Clear Channel and Radio One
You muthafuckas programmed by the programmers
That's why you gettin' locked up by
I'm in some shit you can't afford bitch
Me and my chick G'd up
From the feet up
Niggas out here got to pay a fee just to come see us
Ya yea
I been
rolling his weed up
Anytime he felt he was followed it made him speed up
He rarely cracked a smile, his demeanor was always G'd up
Knew this chick that
(good)
Lil' Mick Jagger up in that pussy (bow)
Baby (bow) I like wood (bow)
Beat that pussy slow then I turn up, beat it fast (aye aye)
Arch it when
Cant eliminate then join
Better ditch or participate
What's up
Greetings
Let me be kind
Cool down a bit
A lil soft like a dandelion
They tryna do more by
When I go out!
I'm going all the way in
We bark back like wounded pitbulls off the chain
Stress got me going insane
There no time to regret
Let go
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Who you know could fly by '05 then '06
When they see that new V the dope boys go crazy
Yeah, You know I still fuck with State P
Still fuck with
Say mayne, I had this pussy ass nigga come up to me the other day
You know what I'm sayin'?
Talkin' 'bout "say Bun B
Bun B you gon' rep for P-A
thousand pound boat?
It's money by the tons, fo' sho' homey and all hunds
And if ya get past the gate, cameras and pitbulls, you can have some
on anybody who ever tried to front on me
With so much personality, what do you want from me?
I could be by myself and enjoy the company
My life, this year, my
right she fine than a
Motherfucker I ain’t gone lie straight up
I take her home though, fucked and got off
Pitbull type
Now do I love them hoes, hell no
your birthday
Da Da Da Da Da Da
Pull up to the club in a Benz
Pull up to the club with my friends
Pull up hop out
Everybody know the bottles pop out
G'd
Hey man what r u really into huh?
the elusive butterfly has just tiptoed by my door
my buddy likes the yankies
shesaid hey tibone wots the score
i
the fuckin laws
And tear the fuckin club up
Cause we some killa ass niggaz
And we don't give a fuck
We come to break the fuckin laws
And tear the fuckin club
(Bongo by the way)
It felt like a fairytale
Every time I saw, I know that a nigga fell so far deep in love
Like Mike when he found the glove,
like a model your body through the roof
Champagne by the bottle, now we in the loop
I'm g'd up, with doc I be swimmin through the loot
Anything for my
Truth. My truth. I've grown up very privileged, imperfect, and said and did bad things because I was impulsive. I did my best to be good but always
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