Lyrics:
the Miley Cyrus, the Bobby Brown, the sour diesel
Stealin' out my mama's purse, if she catch you I bet she beat you
Used to play in alleyways, we was
Avenue.
I was raised over in Buckhead, I drive a BMW."
I was breakin' hearts and takin' names and numbers just for fun.
Stealin' kisses wishin' I was
babe if you leave me
You're stealin' my heartbeat
Over things we can't control
And babe if you leave me
I'm running on empty
Don't make me live this
your soul intact
Then ya, don't wanna be that nigga that
Stealin' and wavin' your gun around
Givin' innocent people the run around
Demons on my mind,
of these bum niggas stealin'
Niggas say I'm movin' Hollywood but fuck niggas feelings
Probably faint if they saw all the bud I was dealin'
Fuck a ten, got
drug dealer uh
Tecate sippin', my mug's rippin'
Compadre stealin', the slug peelin'
Nonsense, Crip'n & Blood spillage in the village
No remorse
schemin'
When we find out, know we're beefin'
Blood, I'm a psycho, I mean it
Don't take a leaf out of my book
Why? 'Cause I class that stealin'
You know
all the labels that I need a million
I'ma need back the swag you stole (you stealin')
I just be counting up, chilling
Ten thousand just to get me
Summer, ninety nine
Driving round in my beat-up ride
One-track minds, stealin' homemade wine
We go hiding in our favorite spot
Praying that we
yeah, you came here with my best friend Jim
Here I am, I'm stealin' you away from him
Oh, but if I don't do it, you know somebody else will
If I don't do
and quarterbacks
With your head in my lap
Now who could blame me for that?
Steel eyes stealin' my heart
Right from the start
And you were keepin' me warm
the thizz unless you killin it
this the last verse then im sellin it
after this,niggas gon be stealin it
this is hip hop wit no johnny gil in it
yo we new
doubt about it
My mind is over matter
We've got the perfect habit
We're stealin it from different planets
And we put it on a boombox
Five chances
a while,
All those hours talking on the phone.
Hanging out on Friday nights, leaving all our friends behind,
Stealin' kisses on the bedroom floor.
Never
give 'em
Deadly, but y'all still fearin' the rhythm
Gotta get this paper, shit on all you haters
Especially them imitators, got you stealin' my
don't want you to keep stealin my shit
And I don't need sugar or salt or water or bone
And I don't survive of money you loan
And I don't want people
Ev'ry now and then,
when the world steps in,
stealin' all our time away,
it soon takes so much,
we forget to touch.
That's when I know it's time,
for
pushin bubble stealin
P-p-p-pow show me murder ima show thee the cause
That PCP be havin me I'm breakin laws in my drawers
P-p-p-pow boogie woogie bang
stealin' watermelons
Out of my truck patch
Polk salad Annie, the gators got your granny
Everybody said it was a shame
Cause her momma was a workin'
stealin' watermelons
Out of my truck patch
Polk salad Annie, the gators got your granny
Everybody said it was a shame
Cause her momma was a workin'
storefront preachin'
Talkin' about saving your souls and all the time weak, dealin' in death
And stealin' in the name of the Lord
Mama just hung her head
gats make noise
Yeah, with more female fans than the 'Blackstreet Boys'
I'm known for stealin niggas' wives like I stole niggas' huffy
Play tuffy, get
storefront preachin'
Talkin' about saving your souls and all the time weak, dealin' in death
And stealin' in the name of the Lord
Mama just hung her head
and shit, so nitwit, just get the nuts
Stealin' your high hopes, watchin' you write notes
Better walk a chalk line, not fuckin' a tightrope
Rap slicker,
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