Lyrics:
love me I let them do them.
You either gonna be rich or famous fuckin wit me, probably both.
If you happen to brush shoulders wit me by accident,
Play
stress no more
Got bills need sleep and work in the morning
Be could vibe for night
By your side feel right aw man
Uh yeah you thought that I was
the country
(Bling blow) sold out tours, what's next?
Trap Lord
Let these motherfuckers have it
Let them know we not playing this year
The limb's never
Little Gerv, Grandpa Jerry, Grandma Doc (that's my fam)
Uncle Carl, Uncle Ted, Uncle Steve, Uncle Bill,
Cousin Steve, Cousin Bill up on the hill now
My
I'm always true to you, darlin' in my way
I've been asked to have a meal
By a big tycoon in steel
If the meal includes a deal, accept I may
But
We're gonna dance like geese today
We'll flap our wings, together we'll play
We'll learn many moves, one by one
And we'll have lots and lots of fun
Got my tooly cocked
Let the 50 cal dig her down
Niggas know I pay a few bills
Your work stepped on, I got my vest on
Mufuckas already knowing what it
turn up
Lets have some fun
Do yo dance
By yoself
Or with yo friends let's get it Poppin
I'm trynna get Lit Lit
Let's get it Poppin
I'm trynna get
The Beatles were so high they let Ringo sing
The LA riots happened because Rodney King
Got beaten senseless by some corrupt cops
George Floyd proves
Well I have been in here for two or three days and they
won't let me out! No. They've left me stuck in this here studio and what can I do but mumble
a black unicorn
Mythical, mystical, since the day that you were born
Mastered all the madness
Let the magic have his way
Let the power paint the day
a black unicorn
Mythical, mystical, since the day that you were born
Mastered all the madness
Let the magic have his way
Let the power paint the day
know I ain't playing
I just hope that you're staying tonight
I'm alright if you're right by my side
I'll be fine
Wanna ride
Running up all these bills
late tonight
It won't stop until we see the light of that
Oklahoma sunrise
When we get there
We'll be met by a man in black
Smoking a cigarette
hanging out the Cutlass letting off shots
Bill Clinton gettin' head, you buggin', you think I'm not
Donald Trump ain't safe on my block, gotcha your
toting, drinking
Riding on our motherfucking enemies
Have you lost your fuckin' mind?
Joe, you're making a terrible mistake i'm
Not gonna let you make it
game is dead
I pull your wig off you step back you have a tantrum
I hold your rent money contacts I hold for ransom
Cut off your phone bill
More money, more problems, tell me what's worse
Gettin' audited by the government, givin' up millions to the IRS
Or havin' to take a paternity test
Lookin like a goddess or phoenix
I'll admit it
But I'll finally make a promise
If you give me all the digits
Said Imma be your usher
Let it burn
Let it
Billy Bill say, "a bitch ain't nothing"
Grab her by the arm and break
Grab her by the life and take it
And, ya know, the sight'll make ya sick
Violent J,
Ayo, I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills
Peel on Ducatis and other four wheels
Write a book full of medicine and generate mills
Tour the album,
Ayo, I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills
Peel on Ducatis and other four wheels
Write a book full of medicine and generate mills
Tour the album,
What you need to do is let a nigga get behind that
I'm find that spot for you, make it drip
Once it get wet enough for me, I'm let it rip
Now
some standing by
In case that moment does come
You're seventeen on the run
When you had the chance
You should have let us know
When you had
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