Lyrics:
offa paper
but most of these niggas is paper
10 1/2 by 8 blue lines 3 holes
hit they ass wit 8's flat lines 3 holes
but they'll gas u up like cold
and I wasn't impressed threw that shit by the bin
And all of your hoes they be evil, like devil I still see her grin
In the back of the Bach' (back
fronts, from Eddie's gold caps
What y'all know about that
I bet the whole Queens do, around '86 with the chrome bass crew
The young guns and lost boys
for me
I know I got it in me
So I played the game, he won the game, that's filthy
Derek and Brian, they was tryna convince me
That "Count on Me" was
like me only gives love to who I'm supposed to ma-n
..check it out...
you muthafuckas step the hell on back
from the "O"
and niggas know
that we rock it
zoom by , it say "kachow"
Watch what you say, I'm from the south About my mom, ion play about
You say one thing, we lay on him out, I spend today like
She's got the time
Says she's got time on her side
Running the room
Commanding the late boys' eyes
She runs around
Knows all the streets by name
Boy boy
Wish you know the truth
I lay it down for you
I was so into you
I was consumed by you
I I am not bulletproof
I need protection too
And in
What we doing, Flex?
They see us, Funk Flex, Meek Mill, 017
I mean, why not?
Dreamchasers in the building
You know what it is
Philly, New York City,
worries and strife
Rude boy for life always walking on the edge of a knife
What you're dealing with you know that that ain't right
The way you carry
myself just to feel the blood
Wanna bleed out flow like a flood
Cause I go fuckin' psycho
But it's what you like though
I cast a spell on you
Now there's
as long as I know
I would be right by your side wherever you go
I ain't gonna let you leave I don't want to let you go
Ohh I need you here with me
Don't
know as well as I know
That you don't want to die
I give's ah fuck about your crew
What they want to do
Them niggas quick to cock they straps
We
a toaster for
Don't know why you love the whore
Her pussy like open doors
She sit by the fire
I told her, "Here go some smores"
She seen that I like her
the body to the maggots, homie acting like a -
I ain’t sorry, ‘cause the pussy what i slap, boy (yeah)
Be yourself, i don’t really give a fuck, give a fuck
dancing to the rhythm of my bass bae
You're so amazing
You know what they say about boys who can dance
I'm gon show you what that shit means
Holding your
know some folks may not agree or even like this song
But I'm just speaking MY truth, cause I heard it sets you free
And my conversation's with God,
and the man said well what do you know
I used to live in this little ol' one horse town bout six or seven years ago
I told my wife when I left here that I was
wanna know my scars i don't know just vibe
Do you know the dirt from under that i thrived
She wanna judge my self by the way my sign
Is a sag, but who
real niggaz do real things like the lifetime in
volume 1 of Sean Carter
I started flippin' cars, she started flippin' out
I tried to figure out what
White-T, Nike joggers on, dog shit Ain't driving by with pop shots, we sending hot shit
Niggas Paul bearer, suited up, that's what the Glock did
She told me I may as well slumber alone
I don't know where the woman got this idea from
Known her for years, she never did me any wrong
Why, she
on dog
There's no limit to what I do, I'm Master P on guard
For that relish green like the Celtics nigga we ball hard
On the block running that rock
foot on the gas on these niggaz man
You know what Im talking bout
Aye for real bruh
Aye I wasn’t even
Dawg that nigga was dead ass bruh
And im like bro
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