Lyrics:
today,
Feel tomorrow like I feel today,
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
like they don't know nothin' about drama
For this money shit many men do trauma
Switchy walked in son, this bitch had the baddest ass
The bulletproof
all you do is call
Catch you if you fall, Young Khalifa
[Bridge] + [Hook]
[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
(I ride or die for love)
This the biggest day
my car to investigate I was overcome with fright
Greetings from Neptune said the man with three heads
We're looking for excitement we can raise you
I had a hand me down ride painted rattle can red
Second hand tires with poor boy tread
Made a lot of almost love in the bed of that
Truck that got
Greg Nice, LS, Asu, sure show a nigga love Outlaw!
I'm a army, I'm a army
I'm a army all by myself
A soldier if nothing else
A outlaw and I want it
an a-hole, AK holes
Think face blows
And understand I'm talkin' money by the case loads
Gun off safety, I'm in safe mode
I will hold court until the case
by you in the coupe fuck I miss my roof
Can't love her, can't trust her (fuck that ho)
I swear that I can't put no one above her (what)
That money
and now moneys comin to us all
* We kickin it wit Strange wollowin fame
Givin the game only when I say so
So crack some bud wit me, demons get some love
Jack and Jill
(No I can't love a thot)
I'm flipping pages
Stacking paper like the chef
Fuck you niggas, I been thugging by myself
40 cal hanging off my
Louis One-Three
One-fifty a shot, three for you and three for me
I'm checkin' yo' body language, I love the conversation
And when you lick your lips, I
dollar (get it)
Look at all these slave masters
Business time, I'm on mine, I be mindin' mine (make money)
Every time on my grind, I'm just tryna
, love, love
Anything can be love
And anywhere can be home
Home
Anywhere can be home
Now I been so blinded by this thought 'cause you’re in my mind
But I
Though I have been a fool for love
I have finally made my score
I got a girl, and I don't mean to boast
But she loves me the most
Even though
There’s a whiskey bottle by the railroad track
I got a one-eyed jack cuz I like it like that
Spent my time had a laugh too
Cuz I like things that I
love
She was three months in Sarasota
One heartbeat high you can't get over
The blue-eyed goodbye ya can't give up
The one time, first kind love
steady clapping off
Getting life before they get pussy
Cuz ain't nobody love 'em so
They lives get tooken
Locked in cages have 'em
Fighting over cookies
it feels different
Uh, I only love her if her eyes brown
Play this shit while you play around with my crown
King H-O, y'all should know by now
on hoes
Hoes spend money on me
Like to make em buy me clothes
By using my mouthpiece
I tell em I ain't got no bread
I ain't got no paper
You heard
and love, nigga
One for the money, yeah
Two for the money
Three for the money
What the fuck is so funny? (Bitch)
Just 'cause you got the honey, can't
Poppa's gone turn em into money They call
Moma Rita and my Daddy Jack,
my little baby brother on the floor that's Mac,
Rhett and Lynn are the family twins,
like funny I mack legit and make all the money see my
Capital t on my diamond ring he hooked up the beat and loves to swing so while
Ya out there
hides hangin' by the dozen,
Even got a little bitty muskrat cousin
Got 'em out dryin' in the hot hot sun,
Tomorrow Poppa's gone turn em into money
stockbrokers who own Marriott's
Blast shots for all my niggas who splash cops
The rich Corleone camp is here, thousand and one
Corner son, fake a jack, you
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