Lyrics:
the government
My plan said I had to get out and break north
Just like with Oliver's neck
I had to get off, my boys had the feds in check
They couldn't do
criticism's worth some more than compliments yeah
Yeah we're living at a different speed
Trying to sprout a money tree, we started out with just a seed
Yeah, what up, I go by the name of Divine, I got my boy Akon in the back
But before I bring him out, I want all the ladies
Come on, ok ok ok ok,
Yeah, what up, I go by the name of Divine, I got my boy Akon in the back
But before I bring him out, I want all the ladies
Come on, ok, ok, ok, ok,
Yeah, what up, I go by the name of divine
I got my boy Akon in the back
But before I bring him out, I want all the ladies
Come on, ok ok ok ok,
Yeah, what up, I go by the name of Divine, I got my boy Akon in the back
But before I bring him out, I want all the ladies
Come on, ok ok ok ok,
to thirty million just off of rappin'
Young Sinatra, that boy that brought you so many classics
Ain't never comin' with nothin' less than the illest tactics
the players
Out there getting that long money, you know what I'm sayin'
But that fast money leads to a fast life and a quick death
This is my word, this is
eyeballs fall out from their sockets.
cut the bullshit boy, cause you1re running out of credit,
quiet, or yo’ mama make you wanna kick the bucket!
If
on, but
take you out by the Spirit and the Word
One by one you'll drop
like flies under foot and in the ground
Because greater is He who is in me
than
nigga I ain't never really been out flowed by no boy
Your food look just right
I'ma eat your porridge
Even though I'm full as a motherfucker like no
Yo, I go by the name
(I'm yo' Pusha) of Pharrell from the Neptunes
And I just wanna let y'all know (I'm yo' Pusha)
The world is about to feel
spillin' the earl
You tellin' your boy, he tellin' his girl
Oh, now she tellin' the world
It ain't no secret, I'm hotter than ether
But I don't need
tired of waiting
Yeah I'm still doing my thang I'm still beaming
I'm shining and I got star in my name for a reason
But my light is starting to fade out
Savvy with the sentence structure, disastrous bitch
Getting slept on more than mattresses bitch
I'm just mad that this is it
Master and analyze this
is played out (played out)
Y'all got to go, all I make is one phone call
All y'all dissapear by tomorrow (tomorrow)
All your guns is borrowed, I don't
heart
Used to go out looking for love
Now love is looking for me
And sweet music keeps me happy
Not so long ago, darling, I was feeling sad
Who
Then feel free
My feeling’s all aside, my pride is deprived
By the ultimate prize I'mma get
When I see your suicide
by the stock
She ball until she fall, that means she shop until she drop
And Versace, got a lot, but she may never wear it
But she save it so our
to kill 'em
I used to have hood dreams, big fame, big chains
I stuck my dick inside this life until that bitch came
I went hard all fall like the ball
drive, dodgin' a deer
The Moncler is clear, you can see the bodyguard
My circumference surrounded and fall
Yellow wrist, corn on the cob
I know you was
it all to win the fight
I had to fall so many times (oh-oh-oh)
Now I'm the last one standin'
Yeah, you know the code we gotta live by
Never mind
Yeah, fall in line to fall back
Big L's technique, Pun's grammar
Before the roof went in the trunk
The ragtops sat back behind the head just like
Money, Cash Money, man
(yeah, real shit nigga)
Gangsta shit, get your game up, boy, for real
The clock is ticking, the cops is sitting
Waiting on me
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