Lyrics:
of my niggas was starving
And whatever they was down to do
I was with ’em regardless
Turns out the Fed mouth
Started hittin' the hardest
Decisions was
me, we're not scared, sorry (I'm sorry)
No, I'm not here for no games, Atari (no)
Diamonds, they hittin' like water, ooh, starbeam (yeah, yeah)
Yeah,
down
Sippin' shallow water
Sharks out for the kill
Almost hittin' bottom
But I'm only, yes I'm only, halfway down
Halfway down, just a getting
Hot 97, blazin' hip hop and R&B
This is your man doodoo stain Ed Lover on the microphone
Blazin' hittin' you in your head
Yo that was a fat
Yeah, Neo, Let's goo
Wake up first and all we doin' is makin' all that dough
Gettin' dressed and hittin' licks and always carry that pole
Hittin
ass right to the beat
And gettin to sturdy as you can see
Ill roll the wood she eat the dick
She so nasty I'm lovin the spit
Hittin the what
Hittin
Jump in that (huh, huh) summon that bitch
Jump in that (huh, huh) jump in that fire (huh)
Jump in that bitch, hittin' that fire
Jump in that whip,
Hittin' my son on the phone (Yeah)
He askin' me, what's wrong (Yeah)
Don't want to answer the ringtone
Just want to be left alone (Yeah)
Trapped in
dreamcast
Hittin' you up inside of steamed glass
It's not your face or your soft act
It's the way you make me feel, and thats way real
Alotta fools talk
I'm hittin' these streets daily
Know when I got babies to feed rarely seein 'em rarely
This game inhaled me, and like Christ on the slate, nailed me
the army, don't play that with nobody
Rule, Murder & Gotti
We hittin' bitches like Lowe's be hittin' switches, sixteen at a time
Times that behind with me
Hittin' corners, thuggin' with the blower, barrel louder than a motor
Keep the engine runnin' when a nigga run up on ya
Another day in sunny
than a song
My heart won't beat if the strings are broke
The melody's hittin' me wrong
Right here where she belongs
I catch my buzz in the black
1 A.M., I'm at my best
Twistin' trees at my rest
Melt with hash, sippin' Heiny, hittin' states in a G.S
With my grimeys, blowin' up throughout
the two hit's!
Her hittin' the floor
And me hittin' the clit'
Suckin' on the tit's! Had the
Hooker beggin' for the dick
And your moms ain't ugly love
My
Everybody get tipsy
When we hittin' that whiskey
All my niggaz get pissy
Don't fuck wit no sissy
All we bumpin' is missy
If you know where I am
Yeah, yeah
Girl, you're leavin' me scarred
Tears fall, it's hittin' me hard
Bricks weighin' down on my heart
Got me on edge
Didn't get
you to a seizure
Then fuck your moms, hit the skins to amnesia
She don't remember shit, just the two hit's
Her hittin' the floor and me hittin' the clit
asked to the dance floor
Before I got his name
He was hittin' on me strong
But I knew from the conversation
He was a little bit too young
Troubled soul, all alone
I can feel your sadness
The hearache and the madness
Are hittin' hard tonight
You're cornered up and hunkered down
sloppy
I aint trying to catch a body
In da hotel lobby
Police yellin copy
Helicopters on my body (yeah ho)
I’m on you like a thong ho
Hittin you wit
Hittin licks wat u know bout
Jacking in tha cold drought
Bae we blasted at they coke house
Mysterious spots we hang out
Whippin dope we reckless
the love?
Leave your square and come chill with a thug
Girl I'm privileged, you know how the time be changin'
Know I'm hittin' it right when your core be
Spinnin' out of control like a psychedelic soul
With a rhythm hittin' harder than Larry Holmes
Come your long tall daddies of rock and roll
Take me
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