Lyrics:
a little garden in the backyard by the fence
He's consuming what he's growing nowadays in self defense
He get's out there in the twilight zone
Sometimes when
song, it's all for you
Sing my song, it's all for you
If I don't hear from you by tomorrow
I hope you come back and learn from your mistakes
Come
the night
Roll one, I'ma light
Know I got the pack
2 cars in the front
1 in the back
Know that money stacked
Champagne's on ice
Do it once, do it twice
of the pussy club, so mine
Getting bricks by the G's, fittin' to rain and shine
Then head to another one, headless flyin'
What up to the DJ, straight
Whilst robson plays his sharp cd
And beardsley paints his lounge "hint of green"
And the big clubs dream of a superleague
Of keegan's "reasonable"
get loose, she tryna win
I beat her by the house, or beat her in
There's forty in the couch, I let her spend
When it costly, you better call in
Hello, wherever you are
Are you dancing on the dance floor or drinking by the bar?
Tonight we do it big, and shine like stars
We don't give a fuck
he sell techs, and he sell D"
The balla by the bar saying
"Everybody drink, the best champagne
It's all on me"
Snitch in the back of the police car
luogo
Entro con 10 cani nel club
Lo faccio non per gioco
Mentre procedo fra' step by step
Ticino sud nel luogo
Più di 3G dentro il back' di un frè
Più di
We make the club jump every time we walk in this bitch
Yea, we shining. You can tell my niggas is rich
Rozay and Patron at my throne, women at my
We in the time of our lives baby
Turn the music up, Primetime
Yeah, primetime, beat by Dion, our third eon
That's what the fuck we on
Mo'
Bumpin' all the baddest bitches like I'm 'posed to
If you in a club nigga then shit bang
If you on the streets nigga then shit bang
And if it's what ya
Swimmin' in the money come and find me, Nemo
If I was at the club you know I balled, chemo
Dropped the mixtape, that shit sounded like an album
Who'd have
name, what's yo number and ya culture
You need nuts in yo face like a poster
If you in a club nigga then shit bang
If you on the streets nigga then
the air
And a bottle of bub
(I see you)
Two steppin' in the club
With my L in the air
And a bottle of bub
(I see you)
Back on the scene, back
the definition
So check this out
Yo here's the definition of a hotti
A girl with Noxema skin and a V-8 body
She can relate with your wildest dreams
By wearing
Hey I ain't trippin' but the truth is
Really you don't know me
Ya you know they call me T.I.
But you don't know me
You be hatin' and I see why
Fuck it
I been on my own I'm by myself
I been on my own I'm by myself
I'm back on the road, I'm by myself yeah
Single throwing singles in the club
know, girl
Mobbin' through the club and then low pressin'
I'm sitting in the back in the smoker's section (just smokin', just smokin')
Bird's eye, I
Part the Red Sea in red Louboutins, who the don?
Walk inside the club with all this Gucci on, you've been warned
Packing heat like two LeBrons
And my
While digesting Reader's Digest
In the back of a dirty book store
A plastic flag, with gum on the back
Fell out on the floor
Well, I picked it up
thing I noticed when I walked in the club girl was you watching me (me, me, me)
Then I started walking to here when I lost her in the crown, where could
a 20-year run with
I'm done with these games, played by these dames
I could exit the drama the same way that I came
'cause I gotta put it down for my sons
leave for like three months and six days
Never stick around to see shit change
Get lil' updates, texts in my inboxes have been poppin'
Seasons go by
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