Lyrics:
the dying fellow said
He said they let me out of prison down in Frisco
For ten long years I've paid for what I've done
I was trying to get back
baby uh just
tryna get them done real quick and let you know what's
Going on with me yo know what it is finesse what's
happening this is the second time
frontin' like we was mad cool
You damn fool, come around frontin' wearin' your man's jewels
Play the part, they want me to start shit
Get on your mark
Throw it up in the air
Shake it like you don't care
Sexy, turn it around
Baby, do that kuduro
Let me see you get down
Go ahead work it out now
Oi,
game, let's go)
Around here we pop them collars
Around here we get them dollars
Every girl I see that look right
A nigga like me just gotta holla
And we lit the fires so I hope
You know we got it run on
Cause you gotta know that when
We get this right and
Whenever I’m in the spot there ain’t
No
to go off
This ain't hardcore.. but yo, it ain't soft
You been throwin wack rhymes at me
Right 'n exact, I'm doin exactly
What I want to do, and what you
game, let's go)
Around here we pop them collars
Around here we get them dollars
Every girl I see that look right
A nigga like me just gotta holla
to just get over my fears
Of bein' alone
But it gets
It gets, it gets easier
Without you
I won't feel right
I can't feel right
Without you
But it
I get smothered in despair, it's never over, over
Seems I'll never wake from this nightmare,
I let out a silent prayer
Let it be over, over
back, stay back, I'm in the Maybach
This ain't James Brown
But it's the big payback
Watch me zoom by, make it boom by
What up to all the ladies
Hanging
Friday Saturday
Don't let no girl no bitch (hey) no man no nigga get in my way
I keep my gun with me (always) for peace I keep it right by my side (.45
yo shit back
In fact this that bitch that
"I hate small talk, I don't fuck with chit-chat"
AC just stopped workin'
So they hit me, told me bring my
a campus
Le Tigre, son you're too eager
You ain't having it, good me either
Let's get together and make this whole world believe us, huh
At my
You need to get if he don't wanna
Love you the right way he ain't gonna
It ain't where he's at its where he
Where he wanna be
(Huh huh oh)
saying?
Let me break it down for y'all
It was just one of those days
When I wanted to catch sunrays
Have fun and get blunted on a Sunday afternoon
My
know?)
You go and get that Mack diesel, right
hey, the man from Atlanta to way out in Cali (okay)
Catch me in New York, I'm on the way to Miami
I just had to say that right there, Rae
I just have to say you my nigga, understand?
It don't get no realer than this, man
Let's slow the fuck
Tick-tock, you gots to get up out my space
Hey Ludacris let's get the fuck up out this place, let's bounce)
Then it got to my head, and something reminded me
I
sittin' with me
They're all knowin'
Who we are
TECHN9NE, baby
How you doin'
What you drinkin'
Caribou
Is what I'm thinkin'
Kansas City, baby
Hey, yo, yo
know the name of the game, yo' bitch chose me
Nigga, we can handle this like some gentleman
Or we can get into some gangsta shit
(Well what's up
(Fuckin' playin' with me)
Yeah, come on (hey, ladies)
Hey ma (wassup?)
Let's slide (all right)
All right, and we gon' get it on tonight
You
come get this work, get this work
I tell these hoes come get this work, get this work
Baby girl she 100, my mind right, that's real stuntin'
She in
what they about
Know what I'm saying
We gonna see where they head is at"
So yo
I'm gonna let you niggas know right now:
You ain't gotta waste your
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