Lyrics:
So yeah yeah baby, here we go, here we go go
I'm gonna bang the fun-fun drums,
So much I'm gonna wake the Gods.
I'm gonna be so supremely stunned,
It's
it bump
Check the stars out when I ride, dodgin' potholes with these tires
Hogging lanes, swang and bang in a 'Stang so let me by
'Cause I got
crazy, baby
Only God could save us
Got my, mind on currency, hurry, see I ain't worried
It's a gangsta party so, Bad Boy gettin' buried
Snoop Dogg, why
with it
Told him to pull up
Baby pull up
I got some good good baby that I'm full of
Pillow talk pillow talk
It's a green light
Wet sheets imma freak what
Suck up on that clit until
That pussy got a hickey, baby (Bounce)
Watch big, coulda bought a Range Rover
(Range Rover)
Chain little, but I spent some
Doggy, fuck all that talkin'
And that riff raff (And that riff raff)
Ice Rollie on my dresser by that big MAC
(Bang)
I heard them niggas killed your
live they shits pop
Hey, hey, tick tock, this is for my hoes
Make your hips rock
Light a L, baby, let the Crys' pop
Get your tick tock from this hip
Control my mind with my breath, make sure it barely survive
Steady chasing these high, the only way we gon rise
Baby go beddy-byes now it's time
an attack by an unknown enemy
Huh
Yeah
Huh
Uh
.44 bulldog, my motherfucking pet
I point it at you and tell that motherfucker, "Fetch"
I'm fuckin'
change, yeah, they fly by
Had a good girl, she went bye-bye
Now I'm back on my own again, lookin' at my phone again
Depressed in the chest, and I hate that
Uh she looking so fresh
Rich girl got a rolex
In the corner i be counting good stack
She call me big daddy with her hands on my chest
Uh she got
niggas no threat
Im so blessed Im so blessed
Good weed good smoke mo checks
I like high life some jets
Go by N Y so fly
My life cut ties bye bye
Haha
We famous decorators
Outlaws with the force, with the Money Makers
Wu-Tang, when we bang, we be regulators
Player haters can't play us, 'cause
marbles nigga
But I got two sides
Damn it feels good to be back in the Yea Area I mean the Westside
With these motherfuckin West Coast Bad Boyz
cuz
Ion bang Soulja rag hanging off me just cuz
They just thugs they ain’t even good enough to sweep the ones up at strip clubs
What the fuck you got
baby (bye)
I'm talkin' 'bout my baby
Yet I be stacked with the blah-blah-blah!
I'm eatin' 'ya'll niggas word
Right now, off a common check
I have left
big world full of no, life
Then Amus came along, sweet, safe, Amus who never says no
You know, some guys are like mirrors
And when I catch myself in
a bullet to a brain
Bang bang bang now they lying in grave
That's six feet down where the songs should stay
Y'all sound like politicians always talk a big
piece piece
Yeah, yeah
By any means necessary
Lately two many mommas out here bearing babies
It really ain't safe 'round here no more
Scared
[Chorus]
We hear em talking dine
But we still
On the grind
Crawlin' slow
Tippin' dine
But we do it for h-town
We back up on the rise
Feeling good
a ring a rosy
Gwaan go tell a friend
There is a bad gyal in the ring
Cha La La La
Mek them gyal know say them no badder than you yah
Rock a bye baby
a ring a rosy
Gwaan go tell a friend
There is a bad gyal in the ring
Cha La La La
Mek them gyal know say them no badder than you yah
Rock a bye baby
Good evening everyone, this is Shinigami
And you're tuned-in to Twilight Radio
Light up a fat bluntski, kick back, relax
And enjoy the sounds
collided
Big bang, big bang
Look at what we made beautiful
You look good in a space suit
I can’t keep my hands off you
‘Cause it’s easy to love you up here,
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