Lyrics:
If you're on me, come buck me live
You talk like you want my guts
So spill them out, little man, come try
You say that you got your guys ghosty
But
Villie boy pull up by the block
Flip flops, and the white socks
No sleep, let the dream talk
Wavy got me feeling like Pac
Villie boy pull up by
gangsta'd up cuz it just lives in me
And when I seen enuff I guess dats when I'll free sumbody
Once said from willie c. nigga dont speek on me
I wont stop
gangsta'd up cuz it just lives in me
And when I seen enuff I guess dats when I'll free sumbody
Once said from willie c. nigga dont speek on me
I wont stop
your boy and I'll get you a jersey
What you want me to put on the back?
"Daddy's little girl," that's right
Know what I'm talking 'bout?
See, I can't
your boy and I'll get you a jersey
What you want me to put on the back?
"Daddy's little girl," that's right
Know what I'm talking 'bout?
See, I can't
hood
Knocks on the block were looking out 'cause she was doing good
Me? I kept it square and out the way like they knew I would
Ain't nobody flinch when
Yo, yo, this Ma$e, you know what I'm sayin'?
You got niggas that don't like me for whatever reason
You got niggas that don't wanna see me rich
You
Yo, yo, this Ma$e, you know what I'm sayin'?
You got niggas that don't like me for whatever reason
You got niggas that don't wanna see me rich
You
down
Red lights when I'm in the Jeep, slow down
Tryna soak up all my energy, you a clown
By myself, never with the sheep
Yo Alexa, tell me what's up
I
You wanna see your little girl grow up?
I gave you Tariq, I gave you Tommy's warehouse
You want me to drop a body on him too?
Nah, I got Egan
[Verse One: John Legend]
Hey... hey... hey... hey...
Hey you, yeah you with the tight blue jeans
Little shorty 'bout five foot three
...with
All they talk about is dollars
You ain't talkin' to man, holla!
Two doors in the air
And if you celebrating put your cups in the air
Let me see your
bitch let me talk my shit
Oooh lemme talk my shit
Look at my neck,
Bitch look at my wrist
Diamonds on froze new phone who diss
Big money little bitch let
to hear a pigeon talk and that's facts
Yeah
I get a little anxious baby you should relax
I'm trying to play it cool but you be making me crack
And you just
Sheriff John Brown just wandered into town
Looking for a cripple and a thief
A black man and a woman and a lonesome guy like me
Just trying
reincarnated Billy D
For a fool hit the switch now I'm Willie D
See you sick with that bull I'm the remedy
Slick talk its the wave but offending me
Look I'm sure
reincarnated Billy D
For a fool hit the switch now I'm Willie D
See you sick with that bull I'm the remedy
Slick talk its the wave but offending me
Look I'm sure
I got obsessions
I got obsessions
You wanna talk
I don’t wanna talk
So teach me a lesson
Shawty I stay
Surrounded by hate
And praying for blessings
we don't ever talk
Except for holidays and birthdays and that's by default
My mama told me not to blame myself, it ain't my fault
But if he goes and we
on these missions, little niggas listen
Survived the drive by but they gave you the shakes
Know you tellin', nigga, they played us the tapes
Screamin'
Pain is what they do to me I know poor baby I been saying peace Lord I might go crazy
Send a angel as a life guard maybe black and proud to be
I
But this not a game
Baby just talk to them
You know I like it spicy
Can't no other girl do it like me
When we ride around do it five ways
Dirty talk
think maybe a ol' ten piece hook me up muthafucka
I know you got that shit
Yeah mothafuckin' Dope Fiend Willie in the house,
Don't give a fuck about
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