Lyrics:
got a whole lot more weight to gain
And call me by my new name
(What is that?) featuring Lil Wayne
[Chorus]
(My nigga, featuring Lil Wayne,
scared to shoot
Three 6 Mafia for 12 years we've been getting it crunk
The kings from Memphis man riding in my Chevy Truck
I'm from the bay, I thrown them
(Piranha)
She would always bite the tip of it
(Ouch) (Are you ok?)
She had Cheeto puffs and flowers
She felt so empowered
(Empowered)
By lil peep and monster
on 'em
You would think it's Uber black, way I pull up in a truck on 'em
Lil' Jon and the Eastside Boys, get crunk on 'em
Fucking with a light skin Keisha,
never did no drill, nigga, so chill, nigga
We don't do no drive-bys, get up close and kill nigga
All this pain picking at my brain since a lil nigga
And I
Better hold me down
The dog just got unleashed
Gone go crazy
Put em on a stretcher
Now the nigga gone
Need some surgery
Snitch like 69
Get hit by a four
instrumental
I been locked in till they lock a nigga out
Hit after hit probably knock a nigga out
Take a lil trip, get it popping in the south
Elephant in
was rollin blunts all day
So I had to get it nigga in the hallway
Nigga I already know I was headed to the top
By 9 o'clock
Pussy ass niggas spinned
go
Yah they fuckin' me
Go go
If you love let me
Go go
I ain't holdin' back no
Mo mo
Lil Richie
Got the city fuckin' with me
Get dumb litty
All you ever
Lil' Jon, Jennifer Hudson and Norah Jones
Mary J. Blige, with her shades on, I could tell by her stones
On the left, we have Lenny Kravitz, Puffy,
the bar up, later on tear the car up
Flip a new one by the mornin', nigga back crunk
Good times, if you in the club blowin' good pine
Freakin' ho's while
and y'all call that pussy
I'ma get my ones when the time come, right now I ain't with that wolf
Tryna fuck lil shawty spine up, give her dick and keep it
Ay, yea
Trillville
Yeah Lil Wyte nigga
Hypnotize
Y'all better get that shit right nigga
We don't give a fuck tonight nigga
Ay, y'all niggaz
Ay, yea
Trillville
Yeah Lil Wyte nigga
Hypnotize
Y'all better get that shit right nigga
We don't give a fuck tonight nigga
Ay, y'all niggaz
Verse 1
Where's my phone, i gotta get this
Tha freak of tha week and guaruntee i won't miss
Shake that ass and hit that split
Roll them hips and stop
Off instrumentals, had my pencil and plus my paper
We caught the 86 Lithonia headed to Decatur
Writing rhymes, tryna find our spot off in that light
[Sauce Money]
(*Laughing*) Brooklyn
This is the set-off
Kay Sleezy
Take it to the streets nigga
Word up
Sauce Money
Uh, uh
Proper set-off
Don't get
can't get enough
(can't get enough!)
why slow down time..
when you'd rather pass it by?
why slow down time?
why even cry?
and now I'm dancing in
For the best weed, come and get it from the finest
It's breed
I need a little ganja, quick by any means
Cause I just wanna light up, smoke a lil weed
I spit the hundred winters
On my snow cone
Lil' nigga walkin' like he get his bowl on
Boss man, pimp stro, pimp stro
I can let my money go when
Thats no dome, bitch go home b bi bitch
Bitch go home
Bitch I spent a hundred winters
On my snow cone
Lil nigga walking like he get his bowl on
Boss man,
My boys told me stories about the times that they had spent with you
I met you around the time we listened to them Lil Jon instrumentals
I didn't even
slaughter
When I brucked him he left his daughter
Smacked by body, smacked by silly
He was victim in Deptford Green (pussy)
Without me you can't get no
a brand new bag
Thick lil bitch she a sag
Try not to live life fast
hellcat match new jag
My new bitch she bad
She too crunk at the party i'm tryna see what
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