Lyrics:
We're going on a holiday now
Gonna take a villa, a small chalet
The Costa del Magnifico
Yeah, the cost of living is so low
Yeah, (yeah) gonna
We're going on a holiday now
Gonna take a villa, a small chalet
The Costa del Magnifico
Yeah, the cost of living is so low
Yeah, (yeah) gonna
Here we go, welcome to my world nigga of
Cadillac's and stacks
Triple X throwbacks with my name on the back
Uh, I know you see us
You want to be
run the met
I was locked, tried to get Shawty knocked
Simply by sendin' texts
I need it now, don't put me next
I'm ready to kill about a check
He can't
tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em
Now I'ma show 'em
Her posse beat me by the threes, I call 'em Reggie Miller
She roll my weed in giant ?, she tall
to empty spaces
Stuck here with plenty of aces
Tell em' go fish cause' you don't know what the game is
Now I'm runnin' I put my shit in my pocket
Still too
rearview mirrors
They dip as quick as they can
The atmosphere is now ripped
I'm so like a pimp, I'm glad it's night
So the light from thе sun would
Not burn
And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's,
I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma',
Pop a camera, man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah,
think she black cuz she watch BET
Good tree take you back like DVD's
Y'all niggas damn near smoke CBD
Trying to match get the fuck out of here with that
the USA
They don't know what they got
Now I'm not one of those guys who says love it or leave it
Makin' it better is my objective
But take a look
Now only weak nigguhs like
To start bullshit'uh
Now only weak nigguhs like
To start bullshit'uh
Auto Au Au Automatic when I
Aim you say bye bye
And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's,
I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma',
Pop a camera, man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah,
Insanity, DVD, how I stretch 'em out
What the stress about? INS best out
Fact, you knew that before he left the house
Fresh at the produce section
Gaze at my
(not loud)Here I go drivin'by your house might as well throw some rocks at your window
(gets louder)Yeh... But you don't
to seem care, or maybe
ooh ah sound
I'ma push up on ya slow
Get ya right by the end of the night
Do something sweet
Like massage ya feet
And put Pretty Ricky cd
the avenue in I rolled down the rag
You see them DVD's you see them 8 TV's
You see that Pioneer Clarion and that JVC
You see them ladies on my N U T
Down here
(¡barrio!)
Carnaval (¡carnaval!)
Del barrio (¡del barrio!)
Why is everyone so happy?
We're sweating and we have no power!
I gotta get out of here soon
on their mind?
Hustle hustle hustle
Grind grind grind
Why has everyone got hustle on their mind?
[Afrikan Boy:]
You think it's tough now, come
that ooh ahh sound
I'ma push up on ya slow
Get ya right by the end of the night
Do something sweet
Like massage ya feet
And put Pretty Ricky cd
the fuck is going on?
And for the love of God, has a demon spawned?"
The children of the corn are here and now my life is gone
Little did I know it's just
Yeah, baby, I'm just out here trying to get this money
I mean it's hard, hustling late night
You know (late night)
Some of these suckas out there
DVD?s clogged arteries and MP3?s,
He?s got this antisocial mental brain disease.
And I want to break him out, want to show him the world.
Want
Insanity, DVD, how I stretch 'em out
What the stress about? INS best out
Fact, you knew that before he left the house
Fresh at the produce section
Gaze at my
he ain't even sleep
Say Boosie chill wit all that swervin' too much dope in here
Nigga slow down you betta think about Big Head and Pimp
Y'all want
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