Lyrics:
My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could,
they were big time operators
On the music business scene
They put a bug in my apartment
To listen in on my calls
I was looking for some motivation
legit
Don't quote me, boy, 'cause I ain't said shit
Yo, man
Yo, man
Yo, yo, yo man
Yo, man
Yo, man
Get the fuck out
Pump that
Pump that
Pump,
ass, we ran right through it
You out acting like yo' shit be tight
Get some shit, fuck it off like Tamika Wright
Get the fuck out my site, I
Came back out with a silver gat
Fired at the punk, and it was all because
I had to show the nigga what time it was
Pulled out the jammy and like
the juice, why you think they call me Juice
Five hundred dollar shots, you might wanna mix it with juice
In the Rolls or the Benz, bankroll full of bands
All of you little cowards get devoured, I'm givin' out flowers to anyone
I ain't been out the house in a minute 'cause I ain't wit' it if the money is
[Conversation]:
Keep everything on
Blaze always
Nigga this only nineteen thousand
(yo check this shit out)
I want my thousand dollars now
I
She gon' sell her soul just to live another life
I'mma fuck her friend too on another night
Flew that bitch out
Her friend on another flight
I
I need you by my side
'Cause without you life don't seem that much to me
I can see an old man cry, it's his time to die
And life no longer gives
Call up the brother one time! (Ay, oh-ay, ay-ay-ah)
Woo!
Ay, location device
Ay, elevation like
Ay, we with ceiling lights
Ay, sipping from
You make me wanna throw my pager out the window
Tell MCI to cut the phone poles
Break my lease so I can move
'Cause you a bug a boo, a bug a boo
something man
So at that point what else could you ask for?
Tears running down a nigga face
In a room full of failures I feel out of place
Still
they watching)
I'm serving white like I'm gotti
(i'm serving white like i'm)
Yeah I know they can't stop me
Shake and bake like Ricky Bobby
(Shake
don't want to don't
Mean I don't got it
I turned myself into a boss I feel like Gotti
But I won't go out like Gotti
And I won't go out like shawty
I know
waited a long time for this
Well look, as soon as I get there I'ma call you aight?
Bring me what I need?
Yeah (call me, just call me)
When you need
50 my aka is two gun Charlie
Find me up at 4 in the
Mornin' to catch me a body
Waitin' for you in yo projects
By your staircase door
Come out! Come
in
Call this evil intent, like me in a limo (yeah)
Like the shade in these windows
Smoke gray, ladies go mental
But no way they can see in though
of the freaks with me
Got a crib full of thugs out in bel air
In the room full of lungs I can smell air
On another phone call another mil there
Got a clang down
The kid don't play
And if there was a problem
Yo, I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it
Ice ice baby, Vanilla
Ice ice baby,
call yo crews
3-4 Need to lock yo doors
5-6 Better loaad yo clips
7-8 Time to meet yo fate
[Verse 2 Pimpstress]
Some of yall niggas aint wit this,
Well
YO, is in this to win this
A brand new LP SO MIND YOUR BUSINESS
No jokin, I'm gettin paid fully
You want to buy the cassette, stop by Sam Goody
Motherfuckin' real G's
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show
overpower yours
Using about a fourth to create the amount of force
It'll take to knock out a horse like a tranq full of Tylenol
Enter my house of horrors
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