Lyrics:
it to the first floor faggot
No real money, one and a third
But the brother's gonna get, as high as a bird
Bell bottoms, yes the man invented
Man I thought he was a burglar
I'm gettin' off 'cause I served her
You wastin' that broad with
That shit they want
More money than any dope man could
here by my side
I was fucked up off the drugs when I met you, and now I'm sane
Every time I sing this song, got me feelin' man, so insane
I be damn to be
that shit like a Quarter B
Money and royalty
Never gonna mix with disloyalty
Charge it to the game
But ain't no nigga
That's controlling me
Shots by
icarly
Cook up in the lab man I'm feelin like dexter
Knew she was a thot sense the day that I met her
Put these niggas on I ain't talkin bout a sweater
pants, you the man
Nowadays you can't tell, watch the crotch, it may swell
You needs a pap smear you need to know
If you got an STD, some little
My phones always on me cause the money stay calling, the money stay calling
Will never catch me hating I can never move like y'all man
I can never move
first hit off
("I Need A Beat") I Need A Beat, it was a smash on the DL
But everytime I did a show my name was misspelled
Can't Live Without My Radio
about
I let you sleep in my crib
I let you cruise in the V
I be through the city, I'm the man now
I know you heard me on the radio, I'm up now
Couple
on the radio they played nice and loud
And I wonder can still get there
Back to the place we didn't have a care
And we both had more important things to say
Man
get this money mayn
Man: I'm comin
Nelly: Presidents now
Nelly: Get why'all ass here
Man: Gotta go home in a minute though
(*inhale and cough*)
just want money flow
How could I cope without the shit man we'll never know
I just want payroll
Gimme those Pesos
Packet o' Taytos
Mainstream main goal
Like my old white man
And all his old white friends
Judged by my old white skin
One day I'll be an old white man
With old white money in the bank
dieser track im Radio rennt (Radio FM)
Was wenn dich auf einmal jeder kennt, hinter dir her rennt?
Denn du bist ja prominent (VIP)
Was wenn
Und du hättest
I sit alone in my four cornered room starin' at candles
Are we on the radio dukes?
Aww yeah, give it to me
At night I can't sleep
I'm tossin'
by stress
Yo did y here what you fucking said
Money on my mind but it's followed by stress
Followed by death just gimme a breath
I chipped that cunt
saw you walking down the street, and I had to stop
Turn up the radio and drop the top
I see you look so good, and you're so fine
Young tender, would
D-Rap Summer Run 23
Come on y'all play it, I love him
Hey stop playin' man, stream up that Summer Run 23
Created by one of the most legendary artists in
tappin' the phone
Count dirty money, can't clean it with soap
Come through we makin' a scene for sure
Lil' bro aim for his top, let it go
Me and Hou trap by
One, two, three kick it
Hey yo Dre what's going on man what's going on
Hey what'cha all gonna do for this last record
No tell what'cha all gonna
the numbers?
How much did you sell?
What's the radio spins?
How much shampoo can you sell with
Your face on it and shit?"
Remind me again why we in this shit?
blow fish with me
Know what I mean, I picked up, You know she had a few grams on her and what not
Man I just came from copping and, it was serious out
Genius rap
This that orthopedic slap
That mean when I bring the pain
A chiropractor squeeze ya back
hungry for this money dog
No this ain't no keto
to shop around
And then
By that night I'll be gone on that flight
Too many places that I really wanna go
Just want enough doe to say lets go
Man you just
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