Lyrics:
like sugar cane
And buck yat take beer owed by queer, oh dem where dat?
Bet you wish you lucked up, and got a quick nut
I wouldn't fuck you if I was
to tha feds look me in teh eyes like a man when you see me couple niggas left I'm just praying they don't leave me in dat water no matter what I'm still be
123 nigga pull up your pants
Wait do your lil dance
Nigga dap up your mans
Wait dap up your mans
Come on lets go niggas got no plans
Nigga still lost
drop no dollars, but he do drop bombs
R.I.P. Tay cause he died in the storm, fuck president (Georgia) Bush
See us in ya city man, give us a pound
Yup!
1, 2, 3
As it is plan to see
I go by the name of Jermaine Dupri
Dope man fresh in the place to be
And uh
[Chorus]
Oh, I think they like
So you can afford your room and your board,
And it's nice to have the price of a "cig."
Say, you've gotta pay the fiddler man
If you want to do
(Shizzle) my man Don Corleon (Jamaica)
Elephant Man, we bout to do this (New York, L.A. Philly)
Yo (Shizzle) on the realness, yo, check me out
Takin pictures
a man 2 do 4 yahh I'm you're soldia
(chorus)
too if you still sayin dats ya mans/
Like, all I know is left, I don't need a right hand/
So I can say I did it by myself when I touch 300 bands/
the north polar cap
Where I do my dirt's a little further down the map (is that so?)
A little buck wilding, island called stat'
Where niggas carry gats in
young man
An me will surely give di remedy
One by one
Born Jamericans is di crew
From the streets of Washington
Where nuff people smoke crack
Hot... hot...Yeah
hot... hot...Yeah
hot... hot... Man I go by the name
of So Sincere...
Man... Sincerely Yours man da' bwoi!!!! Ya Heard Me!!! Man
Hot... hot...Yeah
hot... hot...Yeah
hot... hot... Man I go by the name
of So Sincere...
Man... Sincerely Yours man da' bwoi!!!! Ya Heard Me!!! Man
Been around the top, like it or not
Like it or not, I was at the start
You was saying "stop dat", we was in the dance
We were getting reloads inside
you ain’t got nun never put on
N for my niggas man I swear we can’t do No Wrong
Ok I got my k
Aye dat P for play & then u lay
Smoke a Qp to the face
R
a fish like fly
No shit no deh ya so no try stop by
Hot inna di car mi at di stop light
From time mi have mi man ride back pon di bike
Dat dem no like dem
On Ma Top 8 You Kno Dat He So Wild(Oh)
Now U Givin It To Me (Oh) Now We Cool (Oh)
Thanks For The Add (Ayy) What It Do
To The Fans Hit Me Up
When You Goin
with Young Money, Young Money, where you at?
Like the Energizer Bunny with a battery pack
Boy, that chopper keep drumming, like brr-at-da-dat-dat
I'll do it by myself ion need no assist
Every nigga on my team gone be real rich
I got hustle ambitions cause Ian have shit
They think they know me
we do fi dem (mmh, yeah)
'Mount a strength weh me gi' and dem still wan' me fi dead (mmh, yeah)
Yeah, me do dis by myself and me nuh need nobody else
some dirty games
Never had a dad growing up so I do it all by my self
Been tru the pain there were days no food on the shelf
Mum lost her job but she did
featuring Juvenile
(B.G.)
Ohh man, you fuck that girl friend
Verse 1: (Juvenile)
Girl look at you, with you big fine A$$
I told these rappers dis dat get back
My niggas packing dat energy
We ben trappin for a long time
Now I'm like fuck all my enemies
We do not mess wit
make it in this bitch, i aint focused on a hoe
If you need a couple dollars man you bring dat bitch an 0
I swear dat i juh need it, you aint bring up
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