Lyrics:
Uh, uh, uh
Ain't no shook hands in Brooklyn
Auto fatigued then fatigue the enemy
Look man you wanna see me locked up, shot up
Moms crotched up over
Thuggin on my own
Tell me if i'm wrong
Baby want me homee
Blowin up my phone
I be always gonee
Workin by my lone
She said i'm takin longg
I can feel
she come by
It just be popn up nd shit
Nd im feelin like the shit
But i aint got much li. Bitch
I use to give me my last
I had to learn to stop doing
wanna lay up suck and goo goo gaga all day
She think she a todler
My bloody wanna shoot and run into some numbers today
Cause he think he a mobsters
Still
Singing lullabies to a doll in my arms
I was only five but I knew
I'd rock her to sleep, say goodnight to the stars
Someday our dreams will come
really really bout
I'm up now
I'm up now
Yea
Yea
Tell them what I'm really really bout
Yea
Yea
Let's goo
Third verse
I'm really far from the worse
My
with some tapes of Elton John
I hope it might keep me company but I hate the goo- goo-goo-goodbyes
Coz I'm going to Spain
Cousin Norman had a real
ON THE WAY FOLLOW THAT GOOD LIGHT SHINING ON YOUR WAY FOLLOW THAT GOOD LIGHT AS I WOULD SAY
FOLLOW DAT GOO GOO GOO GOO GOO GOOD LIGHT MANY WAYS TO GO BETTER
and shit like that
Now you're after me with a baseball bat
I remember when I used to be the king
Your honey sweety doll and baby everything
I used
backing up (up, up)?
Water won't go down (down, down)?
Ba ba-ba-ba, ba ba-ba-ba, baby
Don't forget my plumber
Ba ba-ba-ba, ba ba-ba-ba, baby
Sink's been
I don't feel like going into work no imma call out (No work)
Gucci goo baby that shit make me wanna ball out (Gucci)
We got different lingo so they
I’m on that goo I get in hell mode
Light up everything in sight like a pyro
I just..
let the monsters eat you up
I knew a time when we were everywhere
All up in everybody's faces
Now the streets are all empty
Where did all the kids go?
(Stop!)
Won't let go, won't let go-o (Stop!)
Won't let go, won't let go-o (Aaaaa!)
My minds so fucked up you could call it like a twist
Too many different
a bottle whiskey uuuh
Actually it on my bed now you Go go
Smells like fresh wine from a Vine
Think of it with taste of cookie
You still goo
He say mami you
quaking
I can't make Fumpi cum!
Yeah he hurt my balls
He won't get me off
I can't make Fumpi cum!
I won't finish up
I hope he licks it up
Yeah, it's
easy
Hard times but I still tell you good Evening
Hardlines shit got you checking your Nose
Fighting
Look like you ready to goo
Bro said I went crazy
your big bumper (Yees)
Back it up mi uh give her Daddy Pumper
With her slim waist akirotate kama chopper (uh haa uh haa)
Baby baby joh mimi unanibamba
do I go
Oh
Where do I go-o
Slow motion
Can't make up my mind
Go out
Or stay inside
Should I just lie in bed
A weighted blanket over my head
I Guess not
the door flambeau
Then I ran down to Chinatown got myself some soy sauce
And grabbed some moo goo gai pan to go
When I got wiped out by a stray beansprout
sicko mode
Woo, made this here with all the
Ice on in the booth
At the gate outside, when they pull up
They get me loose
Yeah, Jump Out boys, that's Nike
the goo
Feeling loose
Shorty saying I'm looking hot, she gon blow me like I'm soup
Getting bands for the boo, but i ain't getting booed up
Popped me perc
Que te pasa, you ain't even in my clasa
I'm the wrong one to fuck with
Drive-bys in the truck quick
Fuck you, suck dick, ha
You ain't got no wins in
How the fuck you get punched up with a gun tucked?
Lumped up without the sum
That sums up all of you dumb fucks
Dumdums without the gun
Shouldn't
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