Lyrics:
(pussy)
Lil talkin' ass boy
Yeah, I am MR. S-o-s-a-g-b-e, didn't do good on my S.A.t
But I got the B-A-N-D-S (get off my deez nuts)
That is Glory Boy
you wait four years, we take presidents everyday, nigga
Take me to the horse, not the club, bitch the Porsche
Hoe done took off with my dick, I should
Aiyo, this is big Nas
I wanna give a shout-out to my man Premo, you know?
From Gang Starr, no doubt
Lil' Dap, Jeru, Melachi, the whole crew
to claim the title.
They want to be the bad man thug, 'cause that's their idol
Don't live by the life your not supposed to be livin, ...?
'cause 1 can
By the way that you move, i could sense, you a suspect
You a rat, walk on your fours, yeah boy you a suspect
You the first to be telling, godamn you
(Lil' Wayne)
I strike a load
you get served like we toke with
fake busta get smoked with
aproach it
I explode it
unload it
reload it
unload
5, no less than 4 on a slow day, call Vegas and bet
By the way, if you a winner, I'm the one you should be with Hit J
Tell them n***** to bet against
(Goddamn, BJ with another one)
Ayy
Five fifty, what the business? Let's say, just call me Mr. Givens
How you a rapper and a killer? Walk in
better be your favorite gangster
Hell yeah Mr. 13, similar
B-L-U-E nigga, what the fuck is you do
I can give a fuck nigga, pull that fucking boot through
girlfriend and sister
By mr. thuggish ruggish himself nigga wit big ol' nuts
Represent them st. clair cleveland soldiers don't give a fuck to get buck
To all
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
the distance
Hey lil' guy, I'm just walkin' through
From another timeline where monsters eat truth
Physicists say the dough I get's proof
The multiverse
Everybody wanna be great
But the word don't relate
To the life be mistakin' the truth, nigga
I remember bankin' with Chase like four-hundred K
Starin'
I'm like the boogeyman up on these beats
Talking to Jesus I'm down on my knees
Brand new wrist i call lMr freeze
Ohh We on that side that don't love
a motherfucker say
I'ma keep it (100)
All night and all day
Nigga anytime you see me I'm reppin' PA
This is UGK for life long live Pimp C
And I'ma never let
Ah, yeah yeah
Haha, give a fuck 'bout nothing, no
Nothing, yeah ( pinkgrillz)
Live my life like GTA
I woke up and got four stars
'Bout my
his dead ass
Got hit in your shit you can't even walk, your lil sped ass
All of that lil shit you said on live, you shouldn't said that
Damn I know you
money, get dough (That's right)
Get laid, get honeys, get low (Get low)
Platinum status what I live for
Sold four million now I want six more
get 'em
See I been through the worst
Yeah I been through it all
Yeah I live on the
Battlefield survivin’ the war
See the code of the streets is
Never
of an influence
And live your life, don't try to make someone else have that shit, might ruin it
Yeah, I make money off all type of shit, I got stocks for me
No Rooster when I cock it ima spazz
I'm touching elbows with a gangster ass nigga
Sliding down I4 shit perfect like a picture
Fast lane hot boxing
yeah, ooh, yeah, yeah
Bitch, I'm smooth, uh, I'm one smooth lil' dude, uh
Only 22, richer than you and your whole crew, nigga
Call me Mr. Glock, I
to you
She had cat eyes, nine lives, no tan lines, thigh highs
She ride me like a drive by, I'm real these niggas Sci-Fi
But that's neither here nor there
[Chorus: x2]
I'm sick of this shit dog, I'm tired of being broke,
I wanna live like the rick folks,
I want the house with the big boat,
I wanna
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