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that you like me, closer honey my way
knowing that I might say
Don't you come in too hot, all that mess gon' turn me off
You won't even get a shot
Uh oh,
lemonade
If she's hot and thirsty, summer vibe Gatorade
It's Mack from way back with his accolades
Not a pimp named slick-back but I be pimping safe
Mama be
'til it blows
And running the city streets
Chopping it non-stop
And rocking on y'all block
Popping it too hot
From the night and it don't stop
Back
feeling like Stella
Gotta run it up by any means, active for that cheddar
I need me a diamond bust down beat, yea no acapella
Sweet tease light ice beeping
trouble under the stars on that July 12th
Don't you know my favorite place for love is under a moonlit glow?
And you shine brighter than any star ever
genes
Hot steam- coming out ya head but I got things
Got fiends- that'll bust dat ass for some hot wings
Never know when the phone's tapped
Conversation I
make the stacks
I got my boy by my side
At least I know there's somebody down for the ride
It's how it is, It's how it was
And I wouldn't change a thing
a lick
Spend a bag and make it back, you know that we gon' get the shit
Better not let me keep a strap, cuz niggas might just hit your shit
Fuck the hate,
[Intro: Streetlife (Inspectah Deck)]
Yo, what's poppin' off out here son?
Yo, hold up, I think that's my baby mama on the phone
Damn, yo, hold on, yo
Where o' where is that troublesome girl
The sun is busted up wide
Supposed to roll on at the breakin' of dawn
Can't leave without her by my side
by
Yeah, we living in a broke
City and everywhere you
Go you know that the block is hot
And if they get a hold of me I might
Be the next one up for
clothes
Undulate and impose their own
Sense of doom
Plume like a mallard
Looking pretty haggard
If you ask me
Losing all my soul
In all of that hot steam
and how they changing serial number to health
care
that's sold by Clinton to your moms
The Armageddon
With rebel forces dropping bombs like
Use a rubber Secret thing like an under cover under cover
Gotta couple plans back up generator generator
Old school like my name jidenna jidenna
deep in the game
One thing about me
I Love Pleasure not PAIN
Backed up by Vice Lords
Almighty Insane
Im staying in my own Lane
3:31 Hook with
get holy
But the slugs are nourished by the same thing that inside you was so toxic
So praise the flies and worms 'cause we don't wanna deal with
independent not like Young Dolph, but like Master P
Might drop a bag up on my baby, that shit ain't a thing
You know I like my bitches fancy like I'm Jamie
Look
I try to sit back and relax
To get me on tracks now I gotta tax
A lot of these rappers a thing of the past
They claiming they snitching
I
niggas been down so long
Poverty really affected us, that's why we down for the cause
And I cannot hang with y'all, young up outta loss
Niggas rockin' with
Soaking the upholstery
Tearing up the back seat
Pull your panties to the side
Get deep, girl
We won't get an ounce of sleep
That's OK by me
I heard em' say
Breast not a ten but the bum is
AP she dont even know where my drum is
Bruck the ting back don't come if ya sluggish
No way, jeet and skeet by one ish
Slap
fires
Gotta clear space for some things to grow higher
And if we don't, this consumes us all
I'm in the city now, watching all these ashes fall
Thinking
I prefer ya
Raise ya cup why don't ya raise ya skirt
Well I'm pleased to see that you don't have the
Correct knees for the job off my nob by far
big shot
Gonna need another soul by your side when things get hot
And she's got it, everything you never wanted
But you need it and you knew it when
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