Lyrics:
Lets go bouncin' by the ounces and we drop it by the kilo
Ain't no need for all this envy
Let me get my automatic gettin' rid of static
Can't help it my
Fish and spaghetti
To celebrate
We drink Moët by the case!
We drink Moët by the case!
I Started trafficking
Delivering them packages
Getting wit my
Claimin’ that I don’t change,
Wanna go da distance,
wanna be misses,
Sometimes you by my side,
And sometimes you da opposition,
And I know know, sometimes
killed by our own gang Renegade
Juice
(Verse)
Pure heart, but the hands dirty, Up all night just to make them gems pearly We living tired just to make
manifest it gotta manifest it
When it seems like it's over just know
You ain't got much further to go
And backwards neva been a choice for show
Gotta come up
getting bothered
If I make it, please don't knock me
My life a lil bit harder
By the time I turned 6
I seen my first dead body
Getting turned down by they
right now if that tooly touch
I ain't talkin bout the one that sit on 95th
Ay I'm gon be this fukn way until I'm 96
By then I'd probably been dun took
Look weh wi deh today
Rising outta di slum
A weh dem ago say
Mi multiply mi potential by mi credential
Di result become astronomical
Success a di best,
LADY G - CALLING OUT
Written by: Janice Fyffe and Shae Mills
Produced by: Brian Kotler & Bobby Pottinger
Yow
The way Earth ah run right ya now mi
feel, surrounded by mob skillz
Crooked is as crooked does, like crooked thugs
And crooked hugs and crooked slugs and crooked luv
It ain't neva enuff,
stoneycrook brothaz stay flossed out to tha top level
Mr. lucci neva settle wit punk boyz on hate shit
Whoopin niggaz azz, quick and fast like an agent
holdin' it down from the block to the pen (YEA!)
[Verse 1]
Dirty South, dirty mouth, yes, I'm guilty nigga
Keep a pistol by my side for dem filthy niggaz
nigga
Shit, I'm coping with these drugs
Look in my eyes and see the blood
Sorry if it's hard to love me
I ain't Neva feel no love
Sorry when this shit get
The motherfucker that be buggin' over truth, you see
Original, criminal run the town, crime pays
That's what I practice, so act
If you wan' get blasted by my
an by half hour time she a mek a next plan
Damn! Yuh know seh dat neva tek long
De yute sight the play and seh him gaa get gang
Yes don dim a fight
The motherfucker that be buggin' over truth, you see
Original, criminal run the town, crime pays
That's what I practice, so act
If you wan' get blasted by my
with my game 'cause I
Just got paid
And I got a little money to burn
I gotta get laid
Gotta find me a sexy girl
I see you walkin' by, gul
Ya lookin' so
of the reasons why you ain't
Sleepin' at night
You like milk that's gone bad
Spoiled by the fame
And since you infatuated with
Fire heres the flame
And after this
hungry
When yuh bruk dem bless you wid money
But I have been so fortunate
Surrounded by so many people mek sure seh me copacetic
Ah dem deh ting me
friends mothafucka we ain't neva kicked it once
You better zip it shut, I'm respectful
But, if I spot you that's the only time that I won't ever give
Squeaky dick!
Bitch I'm sexy, take off my shirt
Whats that all on my back? dirt!
Don down & dirty by the Violent J
And the motherfuckin' Lotus Pod, be
with dat fake ass shit
I don't have time been worried bout another nigga neva
been part of my grind "Boosie u think u all dat,
Bullshit! No u think I'm
Hundred killers after you
What the hell you gonna do?
They think they're gonna kick your ass
Bring u down make u crash
I neva thought
on left side
Tell that she loves me, look me up in my eyes
My heart for you is big girl, blowin' up by size
I really wanna take it slow but it was love
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