Lyrics:
everywhere I go got couple grand to blow man you know
Hey, I'm flyer then a motherfucker
Haters wanna see me dead like John Tucker (so)
I'm in that big
a gold pressy
Like I’m king tut
Yea I’m from the MIL
Home of the green bucks
Niggas dead broke
But be acting rich
Like damn
How you do that shit ?
Talking
hard. 'cause I can ball dope and get paid
like a muthafucker gotta be another way to pay
T. Tucker used to roll twenties by the ounce (ounce)
My
partner man
I can be your partner like Chan and Chris Tucker
Without touching, though, no I can't do without touching
If that's asking too much we can just
a lit nigga soul shidd I Might let 'em in
Nigga pray every night angles on the side shid I can't Let 'em do it I'm god son
Commentators always asking me
we puff life
You can't break me
Never make me busta soft the beats
This Outlaw style got a
Brother off the streets
Miss Delores Tucker sue me I won't
And I know that they say 2 legends can co exist
But one thing I know is that my co don’t exist
Cause I exit every co
With all this dreams in my
a wish, and blow the smoke off my piece.
Unloadin', unfold and the rhymes are explodin',
And the mic that I'm holdin's golden.
Cordless, 'cause the wire
1973
Ran off the dance floor like, what is wrong with me
Why do I fall in love so easy with people that don't even see me
I wish you and me could meet,
that's on baby
Keep a semi can't do no 380
Eat these kids I ain't having no baby
Bitches already been driving me crazy
I got them 5's and them 10's
game 20 pounds, but all my niggas still crush
Still stack chips galore
Chicks want out the ghetto, try to hit you raw
Better know that everything I
problems, I could page him
Jeff sitting patient in a vacant location
Not knowing that we were stopping in another metropolitan
Tanya texts Jeff, still
Motherfucker, we will fuck ya
Spray your coupe and leave smoke
In it like Chris Tucker
I’m no gimmick, we smell out the timid
We lift something out the trunk that
was Sonia (oh)
It was Tanya (oh), it was Monique (oh)
It was Niecy (oh), it was Keke (oh)
Ayy, now to see you at twenty-three, all I can say is
was Sonia (oh)
It was Tanya (oh), it was Monique (oh)
It was Niecy (oh), it was Keke (oh)
Ayy, now to see you at twenty-three, all I can say is
Kristofferson was a bartender, Tanya Tucker was one year old
And eh, Dolly Parton was a thirty-two B
Alright a long time ago.
Well, you folks have been nice
to something when you hop off yo ass you make 'nun to shit
Never put in no work and was proud of something when you hop off yo ass I be proud of something
Can
Stupid ho's that I use to fuck around wit'
Way back, see a nigga now and they say that I changed
Put another notch in the game
You watchin'
know when
You're comin' to town
I'm back like the opposite of front is
Here to do the underground justice
Get up off my nuts kid
Gone so long that you
They dying for nothing
I made a promise dawg
That I'll give them something i can't lose
Tats of horrorglyphics lipstick on a collar
I got more to lose
and a late night show
It's been a hell of a week
And all that I've wanted to do
Is hit the road back to you
But these bills aren't gonna pay themselves
This is my mother fucking house, eh I'm by the front door
Here about a blond haired bitch name Sisco
She'll do anything for daddy man the bitch go
This is my muh fucking house
Hey I'm by the front door
Here about a blond haired bitch named Sisco
She'll do anything for daddy man the bitch go
Tell
play Soho that's why this designer on me
Middle of the projects momma dying on me
You want dust, I can pull up with gallons on me (lean)
This ain't
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