Lyrics:
Look, straight Dusse in the cup, ain't finna chase it
Wood too big full of runtz, can't even face it
Rico just gave me a pack, hope he ain't lace it
had a cutlass
Now I need a paper tag
Put it on my spaceship
If I make enough money nigga can’t say shit
If I get enough hundreds
Never have change shit
Imma Risk taker
Bread maker
Hoe breaker
Imma Bitch slayer
Crack card
Big paper
Gucci fit Taylor
I got Zotti by the acre
I'm da lit neighbor
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
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
Micheal bay I'm bout to blow
Can't you tell by the glo?
Can't you tell by this glo
Head to toe
Look at how I glo
Head to toe
Look at how I glo
Head to toe
if that means a new man every night inside of you
Baby, I don't mind
You can tell by how I roll
'Cause my clique hard and my cup cold
My tongue
school dopefiends
This dedicated to my fellow coughee drinkers
Like Corey, Dexter, Keith and Crhis, I like to thank y'all
For comin by the crib when I'm
bitches in the hood that don't smoke papers
Ain't tryina heard 'bout what you mean because I got it
It's on the plane cause I can't leave a trip without it
now it's time to write
I was born to lead I don't need a hype
Roll one up I can't find my flight
Whole team out here smoking weed
From the bottom it was
hell yeah I'm still down
Still down with the shit
Still down with my A1 niggas, hell yeah I'm still down
Still down, still down
Uh, they can't
a duck
So you can't catch lil Marty
So gogogo catch up
Huh I don't need luck
I been swimming with the sharks
And I been looking for boat
Just trying
can’t hold it off
I been here and there just to sight see
Taking trips buying food with yen
Told em don’t you dare say you like me
Cause you know that
on and make your move)
(This is real)
(If you only knew)
I dare you love
(Go on and make your move)
Can't blame this on how I feel
Hold it like that little seal
find me
Shoot a nigga in da back of da I wit da 9E
Niggas can't define me, I trigga from da mouth you
Black belt ninja shit, I'm flippin' off yo house
forty-five
I can tell the pain in my youngin' from my shorty's eyes
Rap niggas gettin' at me, young niggas pickin' at me
I'm shootin' pass the limits,
go we gotta look behind our shoulder
Dead to self
Infused with guilt
Consumed by wealth
Unmoved I felt
My heart stop
When I heard that gun pop
From
Cent son?" (aw)
Can't forget about him gettin' robbed and kidnapped
Y'all thought he was jokin', nah, that was all big facts (That really happened)
He
here
They know me by the shorties
One from ATL, she live right by the Corey's
Y'all might see me marrying her by my forties
It's only-it's only 8: 30 pm
and for a while be mama's little boy again
You know folks the things that matter most in this old world money just can't buy
Sweet love precious mem'ries
make the bankroll fit right
I know it's a dream, this can't be life
Red on the bottom, I came from G-Nikes
I didn't have nothin' to give I still gave
fresh Supreme Chuck Taylors today
And then I got a call from Chuck Taylor, I'm saying
The game ain't changed, we still changing the game
Soul!
Started
Fuck it, we shuttin' shit down then
Don't you bring none of that 'round here
Can't wait to pull that shit 'round here
The murder game, it feel like
Motherfucker I'm awesome!
I will run away from a brawl
I'm awesome!
There's no voice mail, nobody called
I'm awesome!
I can't afford to buy eight balls
And I
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