Lyrics:
On the hustle to see six figures or more
Whether rappin' or pimpin' hoes
I'm high capping the gold
And I know I made them boys sick when I popped up on 24's
[Verse 1]
Hey Girl!
That's what I said when I seen her
Hey Girl!
Wanna do more than just meet ya
Hey Girl!
Tell me whats your story
Cause
All-American self-hatred runs deep
White boys all I see whenever I sleep
Niggas think I think these thoughts on purpose
But I knew 'bout NSYNC
whispers goodbye
Smile the while you kiss me sad adieu
When the clouds roll by I'll come to you
Then the skies will seem more blue
Down in Lover's
and fly high
Bo! Bo! and fly high like Bo! Bo!
So on this road to success, I grew up in the boat o'y'all
Gettin closed by the jets
I learned my code
(we did)
Ready to go off any minute so you feel it (bah, bah)
Because of the law, I had to conceal it (I go by Weezy Baby)
And if you mess around,
akazakoria
It's the a to the z, akazakoria
It's the a to the z, akazakoria
The c a double r I e
Carrie the slut and the drama queen
I suggest you to shut that
the boys you got
I got my mind on your face yeah
Feelin so calm when I meet ya
Everything’s so blurry became clear when I meet ya
Ay ay ay
you got my mind
She got friendly down in the sand
He was sweet just turned eighteen
Well she was good you know what I mean
Summer heat boy and girl meet but oh oh
seconds left in the game
The Dream team led by one
They knew if they could freeze the ball
The Jacksons would be done
Just then the four young Jackson boys
fact
Let me take that back
See I don't fuck with real legends
In rap like you do i'm crucial
Concealed by real crips and suwoo
And they shoot like
a lot of games
But with you it's not the same.
For you, I'm'ma ride.
I want you by my side,
I feel like them ghetto boys. (She playin with my mind)
I
I'll find me another one
More interesting, more fun
The man has just begun!
[Chorus: Bow Wow (Girl)]
It's really, really nice to meet cha' ma
Game would say
"Hi!"s name in that manner
Many years went by
Still no legitimate answer
Anyway, I put out a mixtape in 12th grade
Hub City threat, minor
door open
so a nigga can come in there real slow.
Yeah.
You got a job, I got a life, you got a man, I got a wife
Baby girl, baby boy, that's
I can't wait to have you in my arms
Talk to me boy
Hurry up 'cause you're takin' too long
Talk to me boy
Bet I'll have you naked by the end of this
poison orange so close to midnight More like one o'clock
Why go nuclear if already poisoned crops
The radiation poisons flocks poisonous reactors
Alone in
a way we can spread it around
We kind of have to do it now
I never want to meet another like you again
You picked me up and you took me in
I was the only
the dome three in the chest and waist
Don't let this young nigga decieve you,
if you want beef then tell me where to meet you
I'll bring so much heat,
She got friendly down in the sand
He was sweet just turned eightteen
Well she was good you know what I mean
Summer heat boy and girl meet but oh oh
Diamonds Diamonds on my watch
Diamonds Diamonds on my chain
Iced Iced Iced up like the boy Johnny Dang
Every Every where I go they be lookin at me
the young tender under my love spell
She could be all mine, nothing more or less
Life with a smile never, ever depressed
I give her ever lasting love
he's rolling in more dough than a baker
Quiet type, but I won't have it
Cause when I swing with the boys I get noisy like traffic
So if you know what
And get it,
By any means
I’ve been rapping since about my early teens
Fitted caps were cool,
Rocking my denim jeans
It was all love and fun
Now my future
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