Lyrics:
shit ain't cool
These hoes ain't shit, so fuck em all, they just gon' pick and choose
And if you wanna win this game, you can't play by the rules
Gotta
waist and some nice eyes
Cartier on your frames for your eyesight
You put a spell pon mi
Oh shawdee I know
Je t'en pris
I just can't let go
Got me krazy
and jump the fence
Castrate ya' self, expose the bitch
X gon' head up, the fuck, never ran from it
I got a gauge with buck shot that you can't stomach
cause I can't fuck with it Nah
Baby come fuck with me I can't fuck with no one no
I be riding with the beam cause I can't fuck with no one no
I don't know
even spare none (On God)
I'm so 21, I'm so 4L, play with this shit, get redrummed (Straight up)
Bullets so big, I could be in Zone 6, fuck around
god damn thats a big fat ass!"
Should fuck that slut, she's a big fat trip,
But I still let her suck this ten foot dick!
Joe C., I'm a crazy hick, down
hoe then I'm burnin them bridges
My Glock O.G I don't fuck with them switches
Flexin naw this no planet fitness
Can't fuck with a snitch I can tell you
(oh its krazy)
Oh? heard you tryna fuck on my gang yeah
Call you mother fucker watch me burn yeah
I be on my own
And you know that shawty on my side
wanna diss you anymore, this really got me second guessing
"Touch My Body" by Mariah Carey play, you probably start reflectin'
I never been with no one
a chain gang
Who give a fuck about who or they fancy crew
That's no mystery what Hardy Boys
Do with Nancy Drew
Sorta with her drawers down quarter
Mr. Worldwide
Pequeno Juan
Let's get this thing jumpin'
Hold up
Three, two, one, let's go now
We don't pull up 'til the party's jumpin'
Ese
like it's that time of the month
Are you bleeding? Can't think about sex?
Irritated by your Kotex?
We don't need to kiss, we don't have to fuck
I'll
St. Nick
Moving bricks like it's Black Friday
She gotta fuck me or call me a fat crybaby
Looking over my shoulder, I can't trust a soul
Bought
Targets Standin Out On The Street Corner
That's Why You See The Lil' Kids With The Heat On 'Em
Police Pull Up, Hop Out When They Can't Catch Us
They
callin' her
I whip up in the driveway, she done packed up all my stuff
And I'm like what the fuck, can't even talk to her
I ain't gon' lie this pussy
[Trick Daddy]
Who dat? She was the world's greatest, dick sucker
Play the note with the tongue while, finger fuck her
I hit it in the dark in the back
can't trust my smile (yeah)
Lambo truck with butterfly doors
They like, "This young nigga wildin'" (woo)
I hop in that bitch and put it in Corsa mode,
off, I can see it in your eyes
I'm down with Rap-A-Lot, until the day that I die
(Until the day that I die)
So fuck you in ya asses, you know it's all
I'm sick with them tools
Shit, that's why I'm kicked out of school
Fuck J's by da locker, come and holla, uhh
Out on my own, movin out with
with the nina
Nana raised nine kids
I turned out the meanest i mean a menace
Fuck with me and you're finished
You should be dead by now
Smile but wait
Super fly like so, niggas lying like "So?"
Still spit it how I live it on the Hill, here I go, go
Hey all I do is go and go by this and that
forcin', the holiday season, I'm covered in ornaments
This ain't a tour, this a tournament (woah)
If I was stuck in a room with your shit on repeat
Then
by funk
Mothafucka, you ain't see my trunk
I got a (SK) and a (AK)
And a (12 gauge) that'll fuck a nigga whole day
So recognize a real nigga from
Married to this shit 10 years, no prenup
Done with the games, man put the Wii up
Meet up at the Days Inn then turn the beat up
Re-up, yea I'm trynna get
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