Lyrics:
when you thuggin, baby just don't stop
You could wobledee wobledee (drop drop it like it's hot)
Beat it up and eat it up, love that's yo dick
And if
when you thuggin, baby just don't stop
You could wobledee wobledee (drop drop it like it's hot)
Beat it up and eat it up, love that's yo dick
And if
as well get high
On the real son, I'mma take everything I need, the drugs, the sex, the power,
the American dream
I'm a rude, rude boy raised by TV
I
You need to get with this malt
Liqour sipper picture me simpin over ya never
How ya figure I'll be crying over yo ass like a
Baby face nigga bitch you
Stand strong and never give up
What'd you wish for?
Chii
(Ahn ahn)
( ahn ahn )
Yo, I'm covered by the blood of Jesus
I Got rock of ages,
And he gat me
hurt by what she said.
To wo bo, bruh you lookin on edge
Wo ho yɛ ma'hi, You looking like da feds.
(You heard what i said)
Cause we run ‘em out
throat close
Haunted by the past - peace out, I'm goin' ghost
From Chiraq to Wisconsin
YUNG XAN$ mobbin' on the motherfuckin' block
And from Chiraq
the bend
c turn a phrase to reach a phase where I've surpassed by imagination
So it's Bushido from here to Yo I don't need fuel for my inspiration.
cnd if
on school, but my hundreds blue
What you tryna do?
Ho, I thought you knew
It's a wave when we comin' through
I been sippin' drank by the boot, like I caught
with you since I was like 12, though
I'm always by yo side, and you always tell me "don't go"
Plants is like relationships, you got to let it heal
Yeah
Yo ho
There be treasure
Here we go
I was at my grandma's funeral
I made a tuna casserole
In Alvin and the Chipmunks I got producer role
9-11
rap, don't do this music shit for fun
PS5, Call of Duty, only time you see me run
I'ma keep this shit a band, yo nigga bunk if he ain't us
Pullin' up in
with me
Everything taxed on top of the fee
Shawty got ass, I'm chewing her peach
Don't look at the bag, you doomed if you reach
No "Saved By the Bell"
gon' argue bout a ho
I hung it up and that was it, but I sat there feeling slow
I really gave this bitch my heart, but she was cheating on the low
I
take one
Hit yo main Bitch, in the scat goes crazy
All these bitches be wantin' my baby Audi slidin' vibe in the back
Maine in the scat back hit for
the work in this car and have the other car tailing
Do your dirt by your damn self, they end up tellin'
They told me I can be the president, I end up sellin'
to shut him up, he talk out his gums
Yeah, just counting through them hunnids, they hurtin' my thumbs
I don't like his tone, better get yo homie
She see my
gung-ho
You rapper skills so separately, I'm the whole bundle
R.I.P. to the artists lost from the cold jungle
Quit this shit, hip-hop's a no-gun zone
Got
know that I'm a star and these young niggas know
Niggas tried to play with me but I'm not a ho
When that eye start turning red then ima fucking go
Yo
like
which If I catch me a opp, leave him by the ditch
If a nigga get locked, I ain't never gon' snitch
Try to kill me, and you better not miss Cause I
got from Bri
Got G fazos on my feet and got that bear up on my t
How the fuck is that yo' bitch, she tryna take me out my briefs
Not tryna fuck, I had
not black
I can't tell by your complexion, you Mexican
And you're gettin' better, but you still kinda Suck ass at rappin'
You need to go take a nap
this ain't Beanie Sigel
I'm in that bitch, it came with frog eyes
And yo ho, she a eater
Talkin' bout these mob ties
Keep this shit a secret
She wanna
takin' risks
I got trippin' by that bitch, no, I cannot be mad about that
I can't go nowhere if I ain't got a Mac, seen in the fuckin' stack
Put my
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