Lyrics:
Come on let's get down, let's get down
Yeah, now we don't need a club
We can do it at my house
My front door's open so homey's can bust it out
of King Dedede
Loaded up the bong and I'm ready to hit
Hot momma by my side rubbing her clit
She says that our rhymes are fucking lit
I'ma launch that
dues
And it's the rules that I play by
Carry the team like I'm A.I
I used to cook rocks, and hit the block
And gun in the bushes, and money in my
the shine when I'm passing by your door oh my god yeah
You can't take my head down
30 50 40 Milli when I pull up baby go low
All my days I'm balling
the dungeon
And contemplate about life
It's kinda crazy that I'm on top
Of life when I don't mind
I needed you by my side
'cause you were my ride-or-die
You
Or Kid Sister
Y'all really gonna miss him when I'm gone
If I ever exit
I feel like I come with bien dick (benedict)
Like eggs and I'm Arnold, you traitors
I'm Don Juan
When I pull up on the track, I toot-a-loo my horn
Make these hoes come running like Mike for travs
Ain't got my money ho, you bound to get
Down that interstate, she on my dinner plate
She called me asking
Like baby where you at?
(I said)
I'm in the studio,
Just tryna make a track
And see
I want his head gone
I'm blowing out his mind
I'm like fuck a nigga
Yeah this that murder time
Glitzy make em dance 3
I'm aiming at your mind
Have
never truant
But Nikki I’m not a coward if you gone leave me then do it
I’m no stranger to pain
Remember when I hurt you and we had kissed in the rain
Its
We kicking down your door (kick your door)
No not baseball
But I run up in your home (not baseball)
I'm so cutthroat I will cut
You in the throat
of these [?] get blown
Most of my people is gone, most of my life I did wrong
I'm in the gutta' hoe where most of my partna's alone
All of dem live by
the shit and nigga, you're farts
How they gonna challenge the tecca nina
When your flow's softer than a velour scarf
Blowing this track into pieces, I'm
now (see me now)
They gone see what I'm about, they can scream and shout (scream and shout)
With the barrel in their mouth, they only speak in vowels
to rear
That stranger he done disappeared and all their money was gone
When the train pulled in the station, with the whistle blowin' loud
A telegram
bedroom door
It turns to a stage, they're gone and the spotlight is on and I'm singin'
And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn
Rejoice every time
approve
One who keeps tearing around
One who can't move
Where are the clowns
Send in the clowns
Just when I'd stopped opening doors
Finally knowing
finished talkin 'bout it
Till ya top gone nigga
Dissin my crew you catch hot ones
I'm hot son
Yo that's why I carry hot guns i'm on a
Beach in LA fuckin' fly
the
Physical you gone, but your spirit lives on strong, I’m
Still feeling your presence..Carry your name, carry
Your flame, (u know how it go, carry your
to have the last laughter
'Cause even when I'm gone I'm reappearin' in the after
I have to, send respects to real money makers
Do not connect us with
Come on let's get down, let's get down
Yeah, now we don't need a club
We can do it at my house
My front door's open so homey's can bust it out
saucing, beat the track like I'm judo choppin'
I'm bustin' down the door
Imma bout to go to war
I ain't done this thing before
I'm taking off, imma soar
city on the map
I mean, when the last time you heard Carson on the track, nigga?
Let alone when they calling out stomping grounds on the West
I'll wait
track
me and u girl, now lets make this last
these hard times will pass, but girl u gotta be strong
when im on the road gone, ill be right back with u
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