Lyrics:
hallways with the drugs and the gats"
I used to try and honeys used to walk on by
Now I'm damn near 20 and still ain't got no ride
Caught
bout Monday to Sunday
It's not just one or two, I'll bet he just got bitches like bees got honey
You let him kiss you in your mouth, like bitch, you is
the fuck is money? Don't go there
I leave yo ass stuck, hungry starvin' in the middle of no fuckin' where
I swear
Cut off your privilege like welfare
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you
Let's go
I'm surrounded by some real niggas (Lil Top)
Hey (yeah) , yessir (They won't do it) , Buddah Bless this beat
I said I need it
This Draco
got a face lift
I found her on facebook
Took her on vacation
No I don't do dating
I just finished making
Money by the thousands
Making songs outta my
savin'
The things I was sayin', honey might be blazin'
I took her to the Days Inn, of course, she gave in
No disrespect, you look nice and shit
(I
the best gift from sea to sea
I didn't have no money, darling, so I got your Momma me
I worked all year, broke even, and all my money is spent
A car, a dog,
on me you get blown like a tissue
Stand on my money I'm 6'2
Dick in her mouth and she swallow my kids too
I took that bitch out to dinner she ask me
and money
Bro look like a druggy
All that lovey dovey
Sugar honey lookin' ugly
Buddy, we want it all
(Man I don't know where the fuck I am
But shit I wanna go
I'm a successful middle age man
Got a boring job in finance, that I can't stand
I got no will for life, but I earn a lot of money
Got two annoying
A hunned of em two hunned of em three hunned of em
Na na na nah na nah nah nah na na na nah
Pack came in on time like a muhfucka
Eye cant waste no time
the shoreline at night
I'll give you this dance for two lovers
But are you sure
cre you sure
It's not as lovely as you think down there
No, no
Honey, do you
said you getting this money
It's rainy but why is it sunny
You're risking your money wit stocks (That's funny)
Why you mixing my money wit honey
I'm
Every girl I know, wants a good man, uh-huh
Every minute goes by, I still need your loving hand, oh no
I like ones that talk no noise, baby, uh-huh
no more
Saw my teacher miss elaine at the grocery store
I waited by her car, she asked: "why aren't you in school? "
Put my gun up to her head
low work something
Turn one to two
Reach for it
This honey
You Winnie da pooh
Now I'm a need you
To go take a crack at it
Put your back in it
I know how
fuck me good, suck me good
We be no stud niggaz, wishin you was niggaz
Poppin like we drug dealres, sippin Crissy, bubb' mackin
Honey in the club, me in
A new obscenity laced rap video from the cousin of an unarmed man shit to death
by the L.A.P.D. appears to threaten the lives of police officers
I wanna start by saying "Thank you"
I'm gonna miss you, honey
You gave me things that I can't buy back with money
You changed my life
You've been
before
Yeah, yeah
(Chorus)
I believe you're feelin' me back
I hope you ain't leavin' me hang, no, no
I hope that you're readin' me right
Tell by how I
on the dank
I would stop plugging but you know I can't (cant)
Never been down with O.P.P without money
So hear this shit here honey
I know you got mail,
Til then and there's no knowing when
You look real good in his blue Ferrari
Like Sylvia Kristel, Mata Hari
And I'm haunted by a man with two surnames
cake wanna eat it too
I want the stars and the silver moon
I spend my money on lottery
My favourite number is 1 2 3, you see
Chorus:
Every way rich
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