Lyrics:
the dash
Prolly whip it 'til I crash
You see I know your tactics
Baby I'm a sucker
You can't fool me, I've got practice
I gotta slow it down 'cause time is
'til the bill come
What's it cost to be a boss now? A billion?
Let's put some money together and build it
I did it all with honor the rest of y'all
cologne
Bitch, who you foolin', you a
Dog, I'm a dog, baby, lets bone
I say to Uzi, "Why these damn hoes put
They toes in jacuzzis?"
She like me, so I'm not
really grippin' on them thangs, look
Wore my Louboutins up in the rain
Baby momma callin', let it ring
Aight, sike, I'ma pick this shit up, hol' up
Haha
Like, what? Grrah, grrah, boom
(Beat by Yamaica Productions, baby)
Every opp shot everything dead
Grrah grrah, grrah
Like, every opp shot grrah
Ah
a dollar to get in and twenty-five cents a beer
They play rock and roll music like it hasn't been rocked for years
Well she's sexy and seventeen .....
money, guns)
Get hit in the phone, same shit, he ain't look (he ain't see it comin')
Come with me, baby, let's serve today (let's serve, babe)
Six
Umm hmm p yamz
J what? This is what happens
'Sup Jeff you leaving niggas in
The studio by theyselves yo
Ay yo puff the dutch
Don't make me fuck shit
you keep jerks failing attempts
To get in your skirt i could hurt it if you
Let me, she said, "Cas, boy
You sexy, but you ain't about to play me
So
play baby it's always drastic
Commission Muzic Group, prepare to straight suit
Sit fat, all plat, hop in a brand new coupe
Believe none of what you hear,
Black Child
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
You know me, y'all don't know me?
Let me tell you a lil' something about me
How I came up
Where I came from
Won't have to play the game no more.
One day we takin off baby and ever since the Lord saved me
I've been waitin for the day we can say, it's all
on the phone making plays at the house or something
I've done got a little lazy, let the money counter count it first
Boss man, boss man what them bitches call
the Devil as company
I keep the blade in the Louis V
I keep on keepin' my promises
Fuck a hypothesis, bury it seven deep
Who let the dogs off the fuckin'
Five shots to the face, that'll do the trick
But I'll cut more raw than fuckin' weight before I do you, bitch
Turn around click for the 223 for
they house
I blow alot of money when I go up in my vault
Cause I'm platinum bound and I'm still hot
Who's tha man who's the boss
Who's the nigga
I'll get mad and try ta flush your head down the toirlet
Baby gave me the game - when this niggaz that's bitch made
Gimme my props, call it Ace a Ace
I’m caged in a box, but there is no ceiling
So I can reach new heights. By them stars, catch me chillin
To you I play the villain, but that’s only
I don’t spoil it ‘What is it baby?’
Face to face toilets
Toyota with the spoiler Ace of Base boiling
I play ball like Billy Hoyle
Now I need a Sidney
MUSCLE MUSIC
(VERSE 1)
GOT A NEW BITCH YOU OLD NEWS,
4 PIPES 5 DOORS AND SOME BIG SHOES,
SHE GON LEAN WITH IT,
AND SHE GON ROLL WITH IT,
WHEN IT
Cabra!
Aye, I’m a star that I know
Be the czar to the flow
'Boutta play another show
Know I got the .40 on me
Fold a bitch like origami
Oh my god,
Black Child
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
You know me, y'all dont know me?
Let me tell you a lil' something about me
How I came up
Where I came from
crazy
Two to be my baby
Three you'll never let me go
Oh it's
Four you play with fire
Five higher and higher
Six and baby time will show
Why does
commas
Gave his son a couple dollas
When I fucked his baby momma
Yeah I'm stupid as fuck
Say he live by the gun
The Glock suited him up
She don't use no
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