Lyrics:
Take what you want, tie they a** up
Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope
Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope
Bring it back all white
(damn)
Then b popped (damn)
Then me rocked (what?)
Yeah, but we shooting back I'm pulling out the 4-5th
If I ain't get 'em yet, believe they name is
half the times we flaunt 'cause trouble
My closest road dog it was cool 'cause I love you
F*** what they talkin' bout
Let me take you back in time,
the grind lately, flying baby, I'm going back on the road
Changing the time baby, I'm crazy, I really don't know what I want
F**k it get high baby, cry
Rhyme through the hood and habitat
Candy paint look like some cabbage patch
Haters hot they mad at that
Chamillionaire how F A B get that
Two dimes in
on the prize!
F-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-FUCKKKK
If it hurts you know yr doing it right!
Push!
Uh- alright- on the count of 3
1 - 2 - 2 and 1/2
3! push push
Get that baby
money cuz I no wan suffer
Make dem no ask me say who be your father
Gbogbo negative words pata mo se back to sender
Ori agbe lo ma ja f'agbe
Ori aluko lo
a phone by the mirror
Then she'll probably say that it's okay
Let me get your mathmatics, Gurl
I'mma have to have it, Gurl
Gonna text you and sex you
Oh-Oh
Oh-Oh (haha)
Two Hp's by me (uh)
Only one of them a laptop (yuh)
Even though I feel so cold
Wherever I go (damn)
That shit get mad hot (uh)
wow
Now she wanna f**k with me that b**ch a no go
And how she cheated in the end that was a low blow
My n***as trap like ludacris they throwing elbows
fake
And as the days go by, you can?t forget
The way I make you feel like shit
Mc?s like you, I?ve seen ?em before
You keep on saying "f**k too
with my thug
You might want ghetto love
But I just can't get enough - 2x
What you want, I want my ba-by
What you want, I want my thug boy
What you need,
we dead em
I'm scandalous my Cuz he spit venom
So I spend dubs in clubs and get twisted
Your shorty show love no love she get missing
It's back
Laid back, hypnotized by the funky sound
People in the street see me bobbin my head
While I'm checking out the rapper and the rhyme that he said
I'm
Laid back, hypnotized by the funky sound
People in the street see me bobbin my head
While I'm checking out the rapper and the rhyme that he said
I'm
sweater
Took her back to my place
Undress her by the dresser
Fighting by the fireplace
She threw me in, I let her
God us women never change
Its been so
To get rid of me
I've been followed by demons
Since 17
May they rest in peace
F*** happened to my brother man?
It was just me, you, and my cousin man
We
person all they see’s my back
Don’t give an F round here that’s word to Zach
I roll up like you said something whack
Like she won’t get attached
Or I won’t
the one clique eclectic and we back so you can check it
Just be sure you get the message
Why you so concerned with what I do
Pay you no mind as fly through
take it
Told the bitch get out my way like I'm Ludacris
I be kicking it back, I be booting it
Motherfuckers know Carol not new to this
I be high in
My name is Wizzle! Wizzle F!
Wizzle F baby! Ahh!
And Lojack, what’s good? Ayy Ayy, Jack?
These niggas don’t know money, man
Not like us, dawg! Uh uh
about which Titanic I`mma sink
The iceberg, with the nice words
I slice verbs and predicets, ghetto etiquette
Y`all better get, this dime-mega s***
like you scoot back I'm on a mission
My future limitless c'mon let's go and get it
She said Who the fuck are you??
I'm JPAP bitch
Making all these bands
nigga it get ugly
Fuck being friendly I ain't buddy buddy
Had to run it back cause these hoes love it
Spend a whole bag nigga just because
I can see
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