Lyrics:
Let's say we take it back to the trap one time"
I went from rollin' wit' dem rocks on the block (hey)
To controllin' my position at the top
Of every
Let's say we take it back to the trap one time
I went from rollin' wit' dem rocks on the block (hey)
To controllin' my position at the top
Of every
the, we the
You know who the fuck we are, but if you don't know by now
We the 2UO, me, AD, 2UO, lets run it up
I got goosebumps
Oh shit, energy in
Massage Parlor Pt. 2
Hello
Yes
Hello.
Hello, I'm a massage therapist, my name is Will. Nice to meet you.
Hello, William, is this you? Can you
Huh
Ha (ha), yeah (yeah)
Make it butter (ay caramba)
Bankhead bounce, no doubt
Ayo watch yo' mouth
Ayo, one, two, three, four, five, six,
Huh
Ha (ha), yeah (yeah)
Make it butter (ay caramba)
Bankhead bounce, no doubt
Ayo watch yo' mouth
Ayo, one, two, three, four, five, six,
talkin'
Yo, why they frontin'
Yo, why they talkin'
Be about that action, ay, GET EM
LET'S GO, Let's get it
LET'S GO, Let's get it
LET'S GO, Let's get it
movin' too slow
Baby girl's from Brooklyn but she shy on my show
She better step it up or she gotta go [damn]
Two more ladies:
I named this girl lil'
what's up
We came to chill, so reframe from banging steel
Let your designated driver take the wheel
After you had you a drink or few
It's alright, that's
a break and said "no, let me wait"
Hit the blunt and told myself, "bro, this is Ray, go fuckin' crazy!"
This the matrix caved in - crater creatin'
Name that
a fuck
I just leave and replace hoes
And everyone's a playa'
But believe me they ain't Joe
Stains on my shirt
And its not from that club
Ray j
but let's get him
What a nigga out his misery
Cause I love the company he thought he stood on business
Knowledge layin' underneath do it for the saint
Oh yes four
Let's go three
Okay two
Are you ready now one
Yeahhh get it
Samba samba samba ko ma roll
Samba samba samba j'ya jo
Samba samba samba ko ma
Hustlas, ballers, players
Yeah, uh
The father figure
It don't stop, it don't stop
Uh, it don't stop
One love, one love
[j.t. the bigga figga]
I was
Let's excuse me baby
Go, yeah you baby
Back, ooh you groovy baby
In, let's make a movie baby
Time, excuse me baby
Let's, yeah you baby
Go, ooh you
nigga
PT Cruzer kicking it with HB
Riding thru D.C. black SUV
living like OG smoking on OG
Nigga I’m The president black house represent
DMV resident
meant to be, it's not no luck, sure
You already stepped in, left two caps into my soul roots
You've already broke in and there's no other way to go to in
inside the game, it's too big
It's a tight fit never made a bad song
They don't come out of my lips
Got the game by the neck
Won't let go I got tight grip
you're warm enough
We're just warming up
Let me know if you're warm enough
We're just warming up
Give it to them, one more
Gotta go ahead and give it
scorchin when we be walkin'
With the power to put a graveyard inside a coffin
[Ras Kass]
Let's air it out like the breeze
Now watch me do one-armed
spin slow
Running with the hatchet is the only way to go
Some girlies by the Carnival was looking for a ride
We tried to pick them up
But we had no room
a pin..
T does it say? 'nobody's perfect'. I guess so... what we got here? oh. now let's see what's on the inside. uh huh, trainer coos. okay. s'more,
mom with two babies by the hip
Pops gave a nut but that was damn near it
Wasn't consistent in being around ain't no secret
He's been forgiven and I'll
Totally psychic, open your mind quick as the vibe kicks
Moederfok it, I skeem this vibe's rou'
Jislaaik yo
Yo yo yo yo check out this hype flow
I go by
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