Lyrics:
of these hoes and I'm up
And if she wanna flex up
I'ma back the ho up
Girl that's Juvenile
You don't know he on fire
Seventeen inch Momos
Black Magic
Mmm mmm, yeah
Oh I like this
I wanna tell this story
A little story about umm
A brother who you would think has everything goin' for himself
But
As Ill As Me"
And I'm tired of radio stations telling fibs
Tired of JLB sayin' "Where Hip-Hop Lives"
But if I had a million dollars
I'd buy a damn
yack
So watch where ya goin and know where you at
Cause me and my goonz don't
Know you like that never been a sucka
Metal in the duffle i'm all about my
they wanna be
It's a mix inside my big head
Gettin nervous my face turnin blood red
It's a mix inside my big head
Gettin nervous my face turnin blood red
it by my lonely now I'm the big homie
But I'm his royal slickness, ghetto weakness, come Rick is
The one who expose cornball rappers with
No you don't wanna be by yourself
Girl who you want around
I know I'm not that nigga that you're just playing for now
You used to be my Juliet
It's not really a day without a box of Thai food
I don't know
Sometimes I wanna be more social
So trapped in 4corners I'm morning the thought
Watching how the wind blows
Listening to the radio
Hoping that your thinking of me
I don’t know how this story goes
But all I really wanna know
And all
know that we be killing it fa' sho
Time goes by, in your life
And we're still here together
I will be here just to hold you down
We'll still be
at the radio station huh?
Man, I know he'll show some love, man
I'ma go and take my
CD over to him see if he'll play it, man ha
Straight up ha
Hey, what's up,
Uh go Macy!
You tell me so much that I know it by heart
How to taught me everything and took me to the top
I'm higher than the mountains over
it takes me anywhere I wanna go even though
It's hard for me to keep my eyes on the road
But that girl ridin' in the shotgun
Sunkissed by
of these hoes and I'm up
And if she wanna flex up
I'ma back the ho up
Girl that's Juvenile
You don't know he on fire
Seventeen inch Momos
Black Magic
to the imagination
I won't stop on my emanicipation, proclamation
Through the radio stations
Facin' me, ain't that hard but it ain't that easy
Like I don't know
I'ma be on death row just like Suge Knight'nem
I stand ten toes, I'm not no buster
Seen him by the WinCo, worked on my jumper
Baby know I'm hotter
know Nashville's always fine by me
I'll be hair down and the radio up
When I hear a little bit of country come on
I wanna sing along
I know they're
a vibe
Put in work you know she by my side
And i only call my dogs cause they gone ride
Everything spicy for the night
Lately i been feeling like I
Dogg's gangsta rap song, Pearl Jam's Evenflow
It's like some crappy mix tape made by someone I don't know
Can't stand bandstand set lists, and Soul Train's
Does she think she knows what I stand for
Or the things that I believe
Just by looking at a sticker for the U.S. Marines
On the bumper of my SUV
link on my neck and my wrist
I know you gone bite my drip
I know you wanna live like this
In the yo, tryna make these hits
Few hundred, when I ball my
these hoes wanna know what I'm 'bout
Princess cuts all on my neck and on my wrist and in my mouth
Do's open, do's close, where's the camera I'll strike
your side
But I'm gonna write it with my airplane in your sky
And you're gonna read it on a billboard when you're driving by
Turn on your radio
("Show Me" by Kid Ink starts playing)
F-Mustard again!?
M-Bitch, you hear it m-No, bitch, no
("My Nigga" by YG starts playing)
M-Man, bitch you know
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