Lyrics:
crazy she's my number one lady
Met her back in '89 now she's 22
Acting like she 40, she said all I need is a man to support me
Besides, you from the 41st
live, a bitch KOD!
Made the office some office
Niggas bringing to me office!
You bitch done shit she’s
Swimming with dolphins! Niggas getting wet
Cars
good for you and me to check in
I met with the gal from Expo
And they do have the "slab" cabinets in white
She thinks we can take the measurements
As I passed by
A real fine hotel
A chick walked out
She sure looked swell
I gave her the eye
And started to carry on
When a Cadillac cruised
Walk thru thumbing through the 20s and the hunnids
Got them racks blue niggaz always hating cuz we stunting
In the backroom shawty gave me head till
good as gold.
She can make my Grandpa, feel like he's six years old.
I got 20/20 vision, and that's all I need.
Enough to keep my baby here by
that
Ax the question, no need for guessin'
Hey baby, how old are you?
21 24 maybe 22
I'm twenty five
She shucked and kinda neeghed
good for you and me to check in
I met with the gal from Expo
And they do have the "slab" cabinets in white
She thinks we can take the measurements
in our 20s so careless
Got the bag & my crew in my carriage
Even with a suit & tie
I’ll get high in my palace
Going round and round running through
she may be
She may search this whole wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me
When I die please bury me in my high top Stetson hat
Put
or die
Kill or be killed in the coupe so fly
Man the niggas over there tried to shoot your guy
Man the fully automatic .22 go by like damn
And they fly
really good as gold
She can make my grandpa
Feel like he's six years old
I got 20:20 vision and that's all I need
Enough to keep my baby here by
Aye I'm high up in the back I'm just tryna smack aye 20s in the front the 50s in the back
20s 50s 100s in this stack gon and do the math
Load
that shit, there's a nigga trying to kill me
I'm popping in the clip when the wind blows
Every twenty seconds got me peeping out my window
the club
Stop me if I missed a
Bump on the road
Just Imagine what they woulda did for the plug
20s to 40's
cnd 40' to 80's
I made a hundred
Stack up
happen by my lonely
They can't get as high as me I know they wish they could
1800 all In 20s all my pockets good
New pack of exotic fuck it roll it in
and lonely, my heart is all sore
Advance romance, I can't stand it no more
No more...
She told me she loved me, I believed what she said
She took me for
twenty short years from the day you were born, you died by the hangman's hand.
Yes, they're hanging Joe Bean this morning, for a shooting that he never
killed him
I'm a old man
In my early 20's
How I'm feeling
How you know me
I ain't meet you yet
The things I gotta deal with
On the highway
Running out
still see her standing by the water
Standing there lookin' out to sea
And is she waiting there for me
On the beach where we used to run
Galveston,
that shit, there's a nigga trying to kill me
I'm popping in the clip when the wind blows
Every twenty seconds got me peeping out my window
got it on me
Two .22s in my shoes like I'm Biggie
Got the shotty on my lap, where the fuck is Ricky goin'?
Big body Bentley rollin' (woo), ass
And she gave me mean top, while I blew the purple in her hair
Oh yeah, after I nutted I was a goner
And still got honey thinkin that
"I wanna" automatic
Yeezy, Ne-Yo, the remix, ayo
I think it's time to hit 'em with the Ma$e flow
My uh, she was gettin' the best of me
But, ooh child, you're my
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