Lyrics:
And she bashful if she come up out those clothes she in
You got a what, my nigga? You got, you got a what?
Oh, your bitch is flexible?
No, no-no-no-no
still hangin w the nikkas that just robbed yo fam
Luh baby said she had ah man I'm finna lay eem down
N Ian sellin off ah zip kome ova kop ah pound
Growin
Life is a movie, you gotta tune in, come on and watch it, Ouuuuu
I’m learning the game, I was a student, now i be making moves
I was a Jit, won’t
(Gotta throw on ya Scooby Doo's, those are shoes by the way)
You're so contagious, I can't take it have my baby, let's just make it
Excuse me, what's
YOU GOT MONEY NOW YOU WANNA SUB
YOU FUCKIN ON A SCRUB WHY YOU IN THE CLUB
BITCH YOU HOT DUBBED WHY YOU POPPIN BUB
HIT SOUTH BEACH N GO WATCH THE HEAT
Inspired by diamonds dancing
I'm really addicted to fashion
I said fuck it, I gotta have it
That's why I started rapping
Now I'm up got a chance now they
for a metro, I think it's silly
Shawty sucked mine so damn long, I got a hickey
She know she prettier than Ricky
She step in blood when she walk
You
got ass
She got 'em stuffed in them boy shorts covered up with lil' hearts
Her partner got 'em laced, cut right below the waist
You can tell they got
One chance too many
I was always by your side now you playin with me
And when I try to hit yo line you just claim you busy
Shawty threw me in
pop out with it im like Tadaaa
Gotta show me something I'm not going for all that Raraaa
Broke bitch try to touch me, Cut into here baby uh uh
She ain't
jayy gotta switch and a pump
Blow your brains and put you in a dump
Smoking la wavy this shit got me slump
Send the blitz Ian talking no madden
Six in
cause she know how to make her money long
These hoes be weak, cheap and leach then try to do you wrong
Sit back in my kicks and make hits like I'm Barry
diamonds in the light
And we're standing side by side
As your shadow crosses mine
What it takes to come alive
It's the way I'm feeling I just can't
a mystery, ooh you got me
Baby, baby, baby... it's a mystery, ooh you got me
When I put the switch on the glock, it got a fat head
Baby it's all hunneds in
what to do
But try to play it cool
Baby, I ain't playing by your rules
Everything look better with a view
You've been in a mood, you've been givin'
Nigga watch out she wanna "baller" what she "banking" on
Plus i'm having that shit, and i got it on
You say the broads out it's time to bring the ice
girlfriend, she trying have my baby (Huh, huh, huh, haah!)
Lor bitty crazy, lor baby you gotta chill hunnay
You dig what I'm saying (Hehe!)
deals up in the swap shop
Shawty with 2 babies that's a thot thot
Bitch I'm never acting petty so I got Guap
Lucky I ain't have it on me, you would've got
Ian perfect imma man you see
Trynna strive be the guy we
Got a handful of brothers
Not by blood but they my brothers
Ain't got the same mother
Like I
nigga shy
I said she got that tight charisma, make the lamest nigga try
And you know she independent just like that Boosie song
When we bought
Baby you know Ian no scrub so don't try to play me
You went missin' for two days and text me back like shit all gravy
I been takin' all these drugs
gotta die?
I done came long way
Really imma trynna get high
Got a choppa in the back
cll my youngins Finna slide
It's real where I'm at
You can't
Take off the shades, summer rays get you broken
I'm a little cynical of civilians
Try to put me in the mode of the villain
And they wonder how I grow so
tell them niggas come and try me
Hey, tell them baby, drive fast, Serena Fishbowl gotta hide me
She like, who that callin yo phone I'm like, shit, it's
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