Lyrics:
in your head
Drain my soul til I'm fuckin' dead
A day in my body, somebody, i need anybody, Six feet down, take me to hell
Pull my strings and let me
by the stop sign,Take the sucker down,With the Glock nine,Feelings ain't involved,Not one time,Finesse the stew head out what's mine,Every hustler
by the stop sign,Take the sucker down,With the Glock nine,Feelings ain't involved,Not one time,Finesse the stew head out what's mine,Every hustler
Well down through the ages woman's had a time
Tryin' to get her man to walk the chalk line
To keep him on a string with a kiss and a hug
But there's
a piece better hurry
Got off our knees and putting arrows on our tip
But there's really no need for you to say we ain't shit
Got up the cheese by telling
the club, I'll have tha hoes playin' pick up
Too much money on the line, it's not no digits, I can't pick up
How the fuck you doin' drops, but you can't even
I hate to see de evenin' sun go down,
Hate to see de evenin' sun go down
'Cause ma baby, he done lef' dis town.
Feelin' tomorrow like I feel
never had a problem getting trim, lil' mama
Your pussy ain't worth per diem
Heavyweight and I ain't gotta stay in no gym
Line 'em up and knock 'em down
and the strings
The beat as it bangs in my Beats
Down the street, down the lane
On my deen as I sing in the rain
The music, the thing keeping me tamed
The...& John
me more than a milli
By the time you check my milli I'll be making a billi
I'm the goat man, I'm all 'bout making the money
Call it bread or cheese
You got that special something
It got my mind erupting
You psycho But I love it
Like
Throw it back for the real jepetto
Strings on the bot but the foot
dis gal stacked but cheeks like a HIPPO!
Jimmy crack corn I'm gon bust on her LIPPO!
Jimmy in my cup my nig take a SIPPO!
Down by da benz so her cheese
I said, "What time you get off?"
She said, "When you get me off"
I kinda laughed but it turned into a cough
'Cause I swallowed down the wrong pipe
Too many women, and not enough time
I'm a cool cat, but I'm on life nine
Pimping ain't dead cause I be the life line
And I don't buy the bar cause
They out on they block, we 'bout to slide by
Soon as you spot yo' man, hop out, walk 'em down
This ain't no fuckin' drive-by (fuckin' drive)
War time,
don't fight
Right
Balboa hit the lights
Out for the night
Hanging by the strings and the rings
Hallucinating dreams many things
Bling blow
Kung pow
of the Stops Out
You know who I Fox with you,
You such a Fox Wow
So gimme Everything
The Works Everything
Make it Hurt til I’m Hanging by a String
Gimme
Motto
I've done it before I can do it again
Just pass me the line with a couple of Strings To the end so a nigga can ease All this pain
Some niggas be
can't be the one by your side
Watch me grieve and grit my teeth
While I bust down another line
Another sign I should have died
Every day it eats me inside
yall niggas cooked
Fish don't fly but niggas is hooked
Bait on the line fate on the line
Pulling the string make it a crime
Murder murder no love allowed
getting my cheese up
I hadn't fucked in a year
I had th flow in the bag
Mama was up in the kitchen
She told me to sit on her lap
Go get it and promise me
cheese do it on the low
I flip them things got all kinds of dope
Yeah gotta do it on the low tho
Never wanna get caught slipping by the po po
Everything
cheese
That's demons wrapped like white and B
In the beginning it started with Adam
Man put his neck on the line for the apple
And the serpent tried
knees
And say please, I'ma sleaze
You ain't talkin' bout fuckin' then bitch, leave
Bitch, please, I ain't trippin' on nothin
It's just cheese
Every day I
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