Lyrics:
schemin'
I ain't thinkin' bout them
Racing chicks in the pink b.m.
With my speakers tweakin'
Freakin' off this weekend
In Las Vegas boss players all
Words and Music by Arlo Guthrie
I'd like to tell you a story
For just a minute or two
And if you don't want to hear it
Just be quiet if some others
think it's time we do it, they said it couldn't be done
Still we making paper, still we having fun
I hope by now it's proven, Nate and Warren G
Tightest
around the way we tippy-toe
'Round crack vials and cold-blooded killers, no reptiles
Just projectiles, from niggas salty you rockin' the fresher textiles
gon' need it
My lil' brother, he a demon whenever he in a Trackhawk, got nobody on
Ain't no kizzy, I'm just puttin' this shit on
Self-made millionaire
replacement, nah
I borrowed his gunits to walk through the matrix
I'm signed to the Doctor I ain't got no patience
So he put me with 50 Cent now I got a face
me, Nigga get from 'round me
And if you a phony ass hoe, then get from 'round me
Broke ain't trickin' no dough, then get from 'round me
In my grill
the bush and just get to the point (slam)
You wanna be me, I know what you want
But you ain't gotta pull no publicity stunt (nah)
Live by the gun then you
to be a downer
But don't bother comin' 'round here
'Cause I won't have a change of heart (a change of heart)
That's it! (that's all!)
We had fun (
and left
In fact, it was downright pretty low
There ain't no way I wanna
You know I ain't gonna
Take you back, so don't even try
You can beg, you can
Ain't nothing, ain't nothing
All my ladies 'round the world
Ain't nothing, ain't nothing
Good girls better get bad
You've been down before
You've
probably couldn't get a ho any day
'Round my way can't get murder planned
Ain't no hoop, play dirty, man
Put some through your jersey, man
If your
Temperatures rises, niggas blinded by my lyrical disguise
No time to plot retreats, niggas shiver and die
Multiple rounds found laced in his body and face
up, Millionaires having fun, yea (Millionaire)
Running round town looking for the plug
Trying to feel the love but I'm so numb
Baby, don't use no
land
I'm on a low budget
Low budget
Low budget
Art takes time, time is money
Money's scarce and that ain't funny
Millionaires are things
oh yeah, oh no
You don't have to call (you don't gotta call)
It's okay, girl (it's okay, girl)
'Cause I'ma be alright tonight (I'ma be alright)
Big tree mean big lungs
Ten bitches that's big fun
You pocket change, we millionaires
Pick one, I can call 'em
I ain't thinkin' in the past, lil'
can go wroarrr
No I'm just playing ma'
First class D you interested to stay by?
You interested to stay by
Only one go round
You need one more round
Left
somebody (we-hoo)
Ain't no limit, no such thing is too much
And if you cause a line in the V-I
I'm waiting on you to show me
Show me what you're made
oh yeah, oh no
You don't have to call (you don't gotta call)
It's okay, girl (it's okay, girl)
'Cause I'ma be alright tonight (I'ma be alright)
ain't no fun
You love the back and forth
Never back your chat with your actions
I ain't the one
Baby, I'm so headstrong
It's your lucky day if I
we do it, they said it couldn't be done
Still we making paper, still we having fun
I hope by now it's proven, Nate and Warren G
Tightest
lifting
Onion bread with the shine to it
It's up and fair to the fine stupid
But she ain't dumb, at least she know that he ain't fun
And neither's Europe,
In Miami my jaw locked in it
I ain't had to pull no gimmicks
Multi millionaire, I'm still rocking digit's
Just got off the phone with B
Told me I ain't
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