Lyrics:
take me baby take me
Since high school, nigga I ain't got no friends
Got two Three-Eighty's like the Ying Yang Twinz, ah
That's spot clickin' till
him wrapped by my fingertips
I'm rock hard every time that he can't get his up
Make him wanna change it up
And I only feel forgiven if changes us ?
think I would say
Mind's like a pile of clay
When's the last time that you saw a villain with a cape?
Ripped a gapin' hole in it, flipped out
Ripped
money baby we gets it all
Touchdown with that dirty bird like I'm Jamal
Plug count the babies when I saw him said awh
Bitch call my phone I'd decline
die by the gun (baow)
Ain't gotta cap 'bout the shit that I done
My nigga got bond and he went on the run (go)
Got my roof in the trunk and my trunk
that shit I like, that's that shit I like
Uhm, acting like I like it, uhm that's that shit I like
My first 'Rari came with buttercups
And the Draco
believe it my niggas say
He was sellin' grenades
Keep bullshittin' and ima sit you
Where the bomb at
DC nigga, sittin wrist whip dough
He ain't know
buggin' soon as I walked in the door
Got me like, "I ain't fuckin' with that bitch no more"
Don't even like so I can't fuck with her
Thinkin' 'cause we
that ain't me)
[Chorus]
[T.I.]
Hey,
Shawty look so good
So she think I should
Throw dough to her, like it ain't nothing to it
Get you
your back, and you can't go
I'm the only best that you had 'Cause niggers ain't got it like that
Niggers ain't got it like that They ain't got a thing, I
that time goes
I just want it back, run it back to the summers
Open up a pack just to ash by the sun up
Bangin' on my jack back to back like a drummer
me to film it
Ballin', ballin', like I play for New England
Spend it, spend it, spend a stack every minute
That's fifty, one hundred, I see no
too popped if yo ass 2 Pac
Cargos with the 12 gauge shotty in it
Plus I still got a crib on Brazil
I ain't never holly that but I
Got a Maserati in it
You know I keep it on me, that's like every day
Me and my niggas, you know we ain't gonna play
Dat Boi Skeet and that boy Young NBA
You in
me is alright
That Condom gimmick is fittin' for your type
Judgin' by what your past
Battle rapport like
You've been playin' it safe your whole life
(Feel like a castaway)
Not going back to that life, stranded by a lake (Stranded by a lake)
That boy star struck, like he meeting the cast today (Meeting
the fuck you think you are, by far
They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
When you look at my chrome and you lick your lips
It's just like
free
Girl this land ain't free
This that type of song that the makes earth warm up some more
And people call it a hoax
When you try to show em' right
But
to get the dough but when I'm
Done I fuck her bother mo I'm about a check but ima get
That nut a nigga like me you ain't nevea fuck I'm a savage in
investigations, heard they plottin' like I trap
20 mil' in cash, they know I got that off a rap
Maybe it's the Michael Rubins or the Robert Krafts
Strawberry champagne on ice
Lucky for you, that's what I like, that's what I like
Lucky for you, that's what I like, that's what I like
Sex by the fire
up (ayy, ayy)
It ain't the end of the world
No, no, I'm not gonna follow (party like, like it's the end of the world)
Anything that they say
that's all she wrote
Streets like cold Chicago
Ain't nothing new, I've seen it all before
But still I ball like no tomorrow
Goodnight, it's over with,
we get to it get your candles blew out like you Jewish
Pop a bean ima chew it leave a pussy leaking out of fluids
I ain't sponsored by Nike just do it
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