Lyrics:
the head I nick named her vicious
D-O-P-E in swishers
Got bitches by the sisters
I love all my brothers we fuck baby mothers
But due to the fact that
They
superstars, this ain't one of them chicks, you know
I got a key right by the brick, I got a chick, her name Christina
Know who to meet when I need a new two
shit)
I took my chick up to the North, yeah (badass bitch)
I get my light right from the source, yeah (yeah, that's it) (Usher, baby)
Don't be
girl is being shady
Got that from a very reliable source
O, who said dat shit?
Very reliable source
Man look
Ay, Just be happy for your man
O, Damn
I
Might
Fall tonight
But am too cautious all the time yeah
Am scared of lies (woah)
Find a chick
That can try to match my vibe
But am too cautious
I want aint no stopping me
Live by the truth, speak honestly
Ain't nobody can imposter me
Foreign whip
Foreign chick
Thats my code my policy
That by the song's end, I probably start another trend
I know everything you wan' do
I did all that by the age of twenty-one
By twenty-two I had that
That by the song's end, I probably start another trend
I know everything you wan' do
I did all that by the age of twenty-one
By twenty-two I had that
feels like its the Spring
By the way I make it rain
I just talked to broski Thomas
And he told me stay the same
So I told him you won't ever
You won't
one shot from one gun by one dude
A reason to get it, what's up? Fuck you
You know how a nigga move, that's how a nigga move
Fuckin' snake, you
that lit nigga dancing in the party
You was that thick bitch dancing on my body
Yeah her name is Nicki but she dancing like she Cardi
Saying who is he,
And that's Nas dancing with dimes
But who's his manage
The imperial thug
Is cold deep grand wiz
We taking honeys' to the crib tonight
Guarantee we gon' get up
go Jungle eyes red
Looking for trouble
And that's Nas dancing with dimes
But who's his manage
The imperial thug
Is cold deep grand wiz
We taking
go Jungle eyes red
Looking for trouble
And that's Nas dancing with dimes
But who's his manage
The imperial thug
Is cold deep grand wiz
We taking
yo see, I tore up the game when I
jumped out the range, ice
went bling from the watch to the chain
Chicks on the dick like, 'What's that nigga' name?
girl, Nesbly my chick
And I got diamonds that's all on her wrist
I hit record and make songs by myself
I need some more time to find more of myself
Nesbly
and Prowler
[Mannie:] DVD to the TV that mean you can HOLLA!
[Mannie Fresh]
Rims - 22, chick - 22, Dick about 22
Playboy, now who the fuck are you?
I'm mister
putting everything on the line
Imma need a thick chick
Who I can mix with
Pour that gin and tonic we are finna catch a vibe
We riding
We riding
We riding
We
Anxious
Written by: Nicholas Benjamin Howell, Jonathan Johnson, Alan Benjamin Thomas
I been feeling so sick
In the morning
I can’t take it anymore
to it
I'm trying to keep up with my Jones' and Thomas'
'Til I'm broke like them New Year's Eve promises
And that's alright, I just penned another
by your call
Who, filled with faith and Spirit
Proclaimed your word with Paul
Give us your grace, Oh Savior
That we become the same
Companions in your
by your call
Who, filled with faith and Spirit
Proclaimed your word with Paul
Give us your grace, Oh Savior
That we become the same
Companions in your
that, you hear this?
It's that Star Trak
Clipse (get down), So So Def
Question, ask any nigga
Rapper or a hustler, who rocks is bigger? (The rapper)
So Def
Question, ask any nigga
Rapper or a hustler, who rocks is bigger? The rapper
Nah, dog, go figure, with the V12, I make that straight killa
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