Lyrics:
How do I manage to get myself hurt
By girls I don't even date?
Why am I so pathetic
That I lie in bed and can't get up all day
Waiting and wishing
And what I do because I'm in demand,
Because I look good.
Do you hear, my man?
And if you can't take that, you chump your old hand.
One girl at a time
hear that shit this evening
y'all niggaz best believe in
Guerilla warfare
Lets creep across the cemetery how they get there
I tell ya was this nigga from
I know some ladies they just want to have babies
Collect child support from rich men in Mercedes
It's cool, but that's not what players do
Get with
but use them like that's your own,
I self-made, you the clone, I came on, get lost,
I make guns, so just hands up, don't act dumb,
20 bars on a verse
your gun up
Niggas talk that mic talk knowing damn well
They'll get burned up
More extreme than a furnace
Want the title gotta earn it
I'm an E1 flying
hand
Don't you know you're just a worker and your boss is my man?
L.L. this, L.L. that, soon as I walk in the place
I want to take my gun and shoot
pa mi nah, please be nice to me
Sometimes I like to think all the grooming that you got from your mama
Was just to make you my bride to be
I feel it
call me a slut, who gives a fuck
That's fine nigga, shit, I'm a good with mine
I can tell by your shoes you know what I want
Fuck a prenup, give me
come for di crown)
Believe, believe
(Nah)
Okay (kyuh), Lamborghini Mercy, your chick she so thirsty
I'm in that two seat Lambo' with your girl, she
but I'll line ya
That's a Fendi fact
I'm from where if niggas see
Your chain, they like, "Give me that"
But if you say my name
You might get it back,
the sharp Eye took a raid by you
And that’s why I hated you
I stood there, watched took a blade by you
I tied the loose ends but you cut em’
Throw they hands
where your motherfucking family at?
Call my nigga Gudda if you trying to get your mammy back
All up in another nigga's woman, I be ramming that
Seeing
the '90s, I get more action
From the 'Burgh where it's grimy, so it's no lackin'
Wanna get your money up? You gotta move different
Saturdays, I'm smokin'
Cos we coming from Queens
Jose Luis Gotcha, golden guns and tons
General, Emanual, Iraq emerald
Government out to get me, trying to stick me
Move
decapitating the liar that was big game hunting with nothing but a stick plucked from a tree planted by spirits so weak they can't even grow flowers and are
make they girls like water guns
Wet it up
Shawty tell me is you really wet enough
Leave that nigga
Cause I can tell that y'all aint getting bigger
I
single bullet that's fired my way
A gun and mudslinger on them county roads
Southern boy, tattoos from head to toe
To hell with bein' pretty for
And what I do because I'm in demand,
Because I look good.
Do you hear, my man?
And if you can't take that, you chump your old hand.
One girl at a time get
'm from Philadelph'
I feel for y'all health,
'Fore I pull your ice grill and get melt. (like chill!)
Shotty pump! No ball get your body dumped (dumped!)
you know my momma from Detroit
Boy, I'll put the Piston in ya mouth, nigga
I'ma take ya shorty if you doubt, nigga
Might Derek Fisher with your spouse,
the shit's all a trick
See, they'll make you famous while you make them rich
I feel like a cowboy, that gun on my hip
I put hoes on your block, like a nigga
On your Zenith (I really mean it)
Killa, bag me more mutts, they actually all ducks
Caddy more trucks, it's Daddy Warbucks
And you Orphan Annie, ma, take
Stop
Acome On Fly Girls, I wanna Hit The Top
I Am The Cowboy C-O-W-B-O-Y
Why The Man So Bad That Ya Deny
You Better Watch Your Woman cause I'll Tell You
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