Lyrics:
a minute to drink
You had one of them, one of those weeks
Stuck on repeat, I'll save you a seat
Come on down, swing on by
Bring whatever's been on your
the snakes then y'all go 'head
I keep a pedicured lawn so them snakes, they will be dead
Tears of joy run down my cheek onto the soil
I would trick off
mighty fine baby (Fine baby)
Red wine by the fire baby (Fire baby yah)
I pass you down
And take you down
And round and round
Get your private show before
we wanted
Because this the life we have
Like it or not, do or die
It's a crime to commit suicide
I wonder why
Right now
We ain't turn down
Go all
we wanted
Because this the life we have
Like it or not, do or die
It's a crime to commit suicide
I wonder why
Right now
We ain't turn down
Go all
ten, eleven and up
If you bleed, you get fucked- fucked
No not me, not fo'-oh- not fo'-oh
I beat the bitch down with a two by fo'
Eryfuckinday is
red
I'm late for my date ain't following plans
Down by the riverbend
Oh I feel like Alice In Wonderland
I'm painting my roses red
I'm late for my date
about the game, so I'm hunting big buck
Big butt, slim waist, and her hair long
Pass it down to me like a heirloom
The Henny got me wetter than whale
the trap serving cocaine
I ain't been the same since
Racks by the ton I call up Serena
I go tremendo for new fettuccini
All fact though, clarity pinky
from checkers to chess at 11 they’re 30 playin hide and seek,
Ain’t no need in you niggas tryin to speak,
HOOK
Don’t let me down, but I’ll
Don’t let
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
you know I'm motherfuckin
Push it down, knock him down, bitch
Callin' me the drillin' of the top, bitch
Paint it red, stop, ain't heard what I said
Let's drift
Cruisin' with my side bitch,
18-wheeler doin drive-by's,
Drive real fast, gettin' real high
Bombs goin' off, see the Red sky,
Chinatown,
and right? Make sure you ask your friends
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
Do you believe in me? Are you deceiving me?
Could I let you down easily,
name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there ever could be
Now
I'm somethin'
I hope you think that you're somethin' too
Scufflin', I been up that lomesone road
And I seen a lot of suns goin' down
Oh, but trust
and I wanted to flood her wrist
Do what I want, I turn her my bitch
Blue-red Birkin, no Blood, no Crip
Knowin' for certain, ain't tellin' on shit
Just
Six times for six guys know dey gone all ride
Seven in da wrap light
Eight goin all night
Nine times for da nine lives niggas die by
One time for da one
Shuttin down the parkin lot
We're doin the moonwalk
I ain't stuntin' now hoe 'cause I'm tryin to blood talk
I be where they work at, where niggas get merked
red hot
That's dead funny like Fred Sanford
Redd Foxx i'm ten toes down like the
Other Fred from Bedrock
Soon as the bread stop, shit decay
This for my
else?
By whatever means
It's I alone hadda see bout all my needs
Nobody not goin an give me nothing
I guess I jus goin an hadda be
DRED!
Like Infrared
some sneakers
But then I stepped, 'cause I found out about her rep
And I ain't goin out bein no bitch's pet
But anyway I used to lay up in the crib
shop and bop to 48 states
So when you see them Texas plates
You know it's goin down
B-Do in a city near you
Straight out that po'-nine
And I'ma hold it
me in the hood, red carpet, pants saggin
Rob you on Front Street in 75 classic
My potnahs know I'm good in the hood besides rappin
I got trap money
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