Lyrics:
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'Cause she want my bands
Tell her hit that, No Way
See we throwing dubs bust a No Way
Dancing in the club do the No Way
Said she want love I'm like
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'Cause she want my bands
Tell her hit that, No Way
See we throwing dubs bust a No Way
Dancing in the club do the No Way
Said she want love I'm like
they actin standoffish
? by hand like canned raw crawfish
Can you please pass the cocktail sauce?
You might as well know, hell is hot as hell boss
Yo Capri yo this is Diamond um
Check it out um I moved the session to next Wednesday
At twelve noon plug me in at D&D you'll be outta there by
when you got the bag I heard you was trippin and fumbiling
Would never do you like that ! So when you got the chance babygirl why was you doing it
Now
Niggas know wassup when it come to me
The highest ever flyest ever
Bitch I'm third degree
And when you see me I be
Right where I'm suppose be
high while we ride
Chorus
[Johnny P]
Can you smoke it right, in the back seat of a Cad'
Choppin up the paper for my homies Do or Die
Whoa
that I need
Is the one, that leads back to you
I got that shit in my system
Somebody gon' be my victim
Eh, so where you at wit it
'Cause I can't do it
it's nothing but royalty
(roll the mat out)
So we going to get down like this
Yeah!
[Juelz Santana]
Now if I ain't gangsta who is
You is truth is
losing hope, I take it slow
But life is fast, so I stay close to you
And I'm alright now
Yeah you and I are right now
You got me singing the blues, when
degree, I could flip your Vee
I call my stick Moses
I split your waves in half
Like he split the sea
Niggas don't want smoke, trust me
It's all talk
for whatever, whoever wanna see me now
Slap a bitch nigga out to get a grip
Take a whole lot to be Snoop D-O-dub
You gotta put it down and always
And so, my fellow Americans
Ask not, "What your country can do for you?"
Ask what you can do for your country?"
And now, back to New York
Hard
And so, my fellow Americans
Ask not, "What your country can do for you?"
Ask what you can do for your country?"
And now, back to New York
Hard
got time
To be what I want
Do what I want, when I wanna do it
But to get there man, you gotta go through it
Through the struggle, through the rain
But
I ain't even smooth with my bullshit, I do it right in her face
It ain't like I don't love her, already gave her that ring
I hope you know, hope you
I ain't even smooth with my bullshit, I do it right in her face
It ain't like I don't love her, already gave her that ring
I hope you know, hope you
Harry, Dick, and Tom, with a demo in his palm
Now I'm with helping those who want to help themselves
And flaunt a nut that's doggy as in dope
But it's
this
They want the dub-twisting ballers with the ice on their wrist
You gotta get your cash right to get in the game
Might have to pull a pistol, Flip
ain't getting no cheaper
Promoters still want me to feature
You're sitting at home telling
Yourself the swag
Food you're smoking is a creeper
It's not
ain't gotta worry baby, I'm fine
You said I was a dub, why you hittin' my line
You hate me, now you love me girl you do this all the time
(Why you hittin'
meaning or structure
They asked me to shoot, I do it, I have no character
Homegirl got a nice little turd cutter on her
Put a bag over his head and send
Kemosabe
Big big big ballin' is my hobby
Ten years ago a friend of mine
Brought me to uptown second line
Met meatball, nair, anglin mets
Want you do
all these ropes
Fuck her good now I grab that bitch by the throat
Where you go yeah this bitch she just crazy yo
Stay with me I see your lies I want
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