Lyrics:
wanna get fucked up (what you say? What you say?)
I popped by the ice cream shop top cop somethin', pop somethin'
Ya heard me? Where's Serv-B? Nigga,
page from Bris
He told me he saw Sean and two chicks followed by four whips
Somewhere in the Florida sticks
It's a set up
Tell the crew to keep their
and party in
4KTrey, bitch, you know that we the dumbest
Think not? We gon' fuck with somethin' then
What the fuck they talkin' 'bout? They gon' let Lil
Word to the pusher, nigga never kept a job
Boobie gave me game
We used to sell dope and rob
I left a stain off in Carol City
My last name should
bitch with a tan like
Sucking me up by the lake
I can't relate lil nigga no I
I can't relate lil nigga say I
I can't relate lil nigga no i
I can't relate
a Z-28
(Lil Wayne)
A Z-28
Boy go head, Once I get change
I'mma go an cop me a Range or two platinum chains
(Baby)
Well look I ain't fuckin' with ya
out
And just kill somethin', drill somethin'
Get ill and fill ratchets with a lil' somethin'
I practiced runnin' from fear, guess I had some good
(is getting lil crazy)
Always messing with my baby (messing with my baby)
And that's the reason she cries is
When I am not by her side
At the lonliest
getting a lil crazy (is getting lil crazy)
Always messing with my baby (messing with my baby)
And that's the reason she cries is
When I am not by her
borrow a billion
Mediterranean by a village (woo)
I'm surrounded by cocktails and beautiful women to kick it with (woo)
Yeah, yeah, I'm in this bitch,
me
To show the Free Bob right
The righteous Asiatic thinker
While Satan rob light
Civilised like the Molly
Burgundy, wildy rocking
Seen the fifth
(By)
(Walk on by)
(Walk on by)
(Walk on by)
(Walk on by)
Yeah, bitch, I said what I said
I'd rather be famous instead
I let all that get
Chorus x2:
My rear view mirror is vibrating (echo: vibrating)x2
the beat keeps knockin down my rearview mirror
E-40:
Say uh,
which way should i
real
That's my lil' nigga, I taught him to get it how he live, nigga
Look, look
That time I forgot the bills
Ain't been home in two weeks
I'm tryin' to roll up the chronic leaf
At a stop sign, I take a hit and hold it in
I cough, now I'm off
Drivin' down the two-lane highway
It's all bad,
dealing with sleeping lil beauty
Taking a shot cus I seen extra coochie
Made 3 songs in the matter of just 2 weeks
My energy matching wit tootsie
I slide
Tez or really met every nigga he wit',ay (bop)
Murder vibes in the air (in the air)
Tone man's probably got one Gloch
But Lil' Tez got a pair (two
phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not've got 'em
There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin'
Sometimes I
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not've got 'em
There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin'
Sometimes I
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
front pages
Young niggas catching bodies, ain't no relations
I was stacking Ben Franks in Labasa, Fiji
They rob you two times in a row, that's a repeat
[Lil Jon]
If you fucking with me, you better get your ass out there
And make that motherfucking money
Rain, sleet or snow
Rob, steal and kill for
Yeah, brand new Snoop Dogg (Snoop Dogg)
Somethin' to the new year off, ya dig?
One for the treble, two for the bass,
Come on everybody, lets
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