Lyrics:
and what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store
If you see
get the fuck up rockin' the jams, I bump disco
Playin' records all day, then let go
I'm the king of my town but when my girl is around
Parlay like
put me out my misery, I can't do this again
Mom, please stick to a decision
Discipline, last thing I wanna do is listen
She's like Lex Luthor, b-,
comin' to get that quarter back
Like Ndamukong, the drama can build
Your mama can ask me for my autograph
'Cause that cougar's a MILF, she's the oldest
you say
Send me to outer space, my friend, you test my patience
Don't you just push me out now
You got me into this mess, who's gonna get me out
what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter, don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store
If you
really wanna say his name
All I know is I liked his drank
All my girls say mmm if you feel me
I saw you there, I cant get you out my sight boy
Better go
Put him in check, correct, with my egg-gun
The egg, a symbol of life
I go inside your house and bust out your wife
I pulled out the jammy, he thought
Somewhere near nowhere is my favorite thing to do
What you say girl me and you
Go get a little lost
No I ain't got no plan in mind
It's such a perfect
drank
All my girls say mmm if you feel me
I saw you there, I cant get you out my sight boy
Better go and get another drank, cuz you aint getting none
Nobody knows, nobody sees
That what you can do
We your displeased
Which is most of the time
Not me
Yeah hear, my plea, Leave
Go away, to stay
uh-huh
I want you (I want you)
To come get lost with me (make up your mind)
Ask you one more time (ask you one more time)
Before I go
to the ground
Gotta holla' to my fellas who be hangin' by the
Bathroom door
Waitin' for the honeys dance in the dance floor
Push up and get the niggas y'all
disastrous
Let me sing and do my thing and move to greener pastures
See, I'm real, I do it all, it's all me
I'm not fake, don't ever call me lazy
I won't
Tell 'em if they want it, they can come get that (Statik)
I swear I love my city, I just want less (Statik)
See me, they salute me, they ain't
to go
I got a girl named Prissy
She almost drives me dizzy
I get so worked up by the way she moves
I get my plans all up in a tizzy
She said, Boy, are
Travel through my mind am I
Blind it's a shame
Young niggas gettin' murdered straight
Took out the game
As I sit here puffin' on a cigarette
Gotta be
need someone to dance with me baby
Dance! Keep movin'
Back it up, yeah!
When the night says hello, yeah get ready to go
Turn it up, turn it loose, yeah
don't really give a shit, I represent the real cats who know me
Man, what's up with that scratch you owe me?
Now run my chips before we fall out like
rollin', rollin', I ain't steppin' in weed
I got a bad bitch with me and I think she a freak
We about to make a movie girl, get the camera ready
Man it's
my shit
Jason Derulo!
Now get on over here, and get up on this bed
I'm all upon you, now lock me and whip your legs
Pulled your shirt
Got my hands on a little bit of dough
So I went to the grocery store
And got some steaks to go
Went by, and picked up my gal, Teddi Jo
We had
I gets to pervin', so what?
Go put some work in, and make my mail, makin' sales
Risking 25 with a L, but oh, well
Me against the world, ooh yeah
by the gun, so I'm a die by the gun
I'm paranoid, it got me on the run
Will I live to see my grey hairs
I don't know
Cause I'm getting alot of mean
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