Lyrics:
Oh, I'm on the money mission to get a pocket full of millions
Like Sicilians, we do it mafioso
Doggy style, Dogg Pound, Death Row is the logo
I do it by
bands
775 and shun1k did it again
These niggas pin head cause I'm the real dirty dan Imma get me hella bands And Multiply it by 10
Use to eat from a can
Lexus, Benz, Impala's wit' the top down drivin' careless
Swervin' through from left to right, and I'm dressed so super tight
Baby girl shake it
fashion
Simmons name sinamous wit this cash
It's our passion... what!?
[Run]
Yo basically I'm here to rename rap, it ain't rap no more
Call it Simmons
the remix, its an honor my n*gga
I made rap one blood, that say I'm signin' wit Jigga
I got rappers gettin' mad at me
I got these new jack rappers tryna clap
disrespect none of my niggas who made it
Man that's just a hater and that's till the death
And I'm letting off all of this heat like a laker
Can't up with
the ocean
(Fusing)
Fusing like i'm Goten
(Potent)
Potent
(Soakin')
Let it soak in
Lookin' at you
Fuckin' wit me
Talkin' yo shit
Walkin' in this bish'
Who
[Pre-Hook]2x
Moma say stop or I'm gonna tell poppa
[Hook]
This is the town where the clowns put it down baby
Moma say stop or I'm gonna tell poppa
I sleep with rolle on
I'm feeling like Corleone
Wanta roll with winners
Come stand by me
I'm the man high key
Big Cashmere Donny
Check my fleece
scare you, I can tell 'cause your shivering
Lyrics label wit an X and not a G
I say fuck the police, yo, so now they after me
I'm wanted by the law so
turnin' up, you're bein' backhanded like Pete Sampras
About that, I missed my uncle's funeral to go to South by Southwest
You ain't gotta appreciate it
WIT IT
JUST DEAL WIT IT
YEAH
YEAH
IMA BE HERE FOR A
VERY VERY VERY LONG TIME
YOU GONE HAVE TO DEAL WIT IT
I'M THE ONE SHE CALL
WHEN SHE REALLY
the yard, yeah i'm on shit
So tell your boys quit like it's Ramadan
So forfeit, the 44 hit like an atomic bomb
I'll get you niggas gone, you get dotted
Cross
the parks
I'm the type to sit back and analyze the prize
Grip it up and flee the scene wit' a different disguise
Take a detour, I be all that I can be,
the cars go by
And it's alright...it's alright
And it's alright...it's alright
Hey Reese, check this out
And while the world trippin'
I'm sippin'
I
Do you wanna roll wit me
Cuz i'ma live for God like i'm supposed to be
I'm headed for my destiny
And ain't nothin in the world that's going to stop
you wit' me, feel this
For what it's worth everything that I believe in
My Lord, if they saw where a nigga been
Would they applaud my
from the heart
It's straight from the soul, I'm makin' it known, they gettin' exposed
I live by the cold, they subject to fold, I get to the o's, o's,
Shlatmob witta facts
Wit erything to axe your ass
Oh
Hot pockets in the microwave
Um
Cold racks in the pocket
Yum
Save your breath
Before we come to take it
driven by her intentions of what gettin what she been missing
I'm sensing she on a mission for me
Cuz' I done seen the brokest niggas wit' the baddest
Tho it’s tears in my eyes cause I’m hurtin again
I gotta survive cuz I’m flirtin’ wit sin
But if a nigga never try it’s worse in the end
Just hop in,
twelve-hundreds, a mixer, plug my mic in
Holdin' my mics like I'm huggin' lightnin', the concrete breaks (breaks)
Get slapped by the soundwaves from the early days
Walk wit me Walk wit me Walk wit me
Walk Walk Walk
Talk wit me Talk wit me Talk wit me
Talk Talk Talk
Keep me right
Help me fight thru it all
In
Yo bitch on my dick she like a pro wit it
Oh wait this rapping shit
I'm ten toes down wit
Like come on baby girl like is you down wit it
Why the fuck
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