Lyrics:
I am the streets, the future
I introduce you to Ace Hood, Meek Mills
Big Sean, Wale, Vado, this the future
They gettin' money, they makin' hit
Sliding on my comments, comments
We must be on they conscious
They follow all my moves I'm these Rockford niggas big brother, big brother
Dawg you
the full ten baby all of the way
You will never be south central LA
Got your Air Force Ones and
Your Sean John jeans
Way too big hanging down to your knee's
jumpin', jumpin'
The place packed
? 'round here, don't know how to act, act
We buy alcohol, nigga, buy the racks
We balled out, spendin' shit by
[Maestro Fresh Wes]
My poetry is black like Jesus
You niggas can't see this, my metaphorical thesis, breezes
Past all you niggas with your silly
mill (Yeah, chase chase)
Lil hoe I'm different man I'm not like most (Yeah)
Imma get a bag then I'm riding in the ghost (Oh my god)
I'm a don, Big Sean
out the way hoe
They know me from my Lac's and my creases, I'm Sean Paul
Slap the fuck out of each and all y'all
I done seen niggaz fall, I done seen
then you shine harder
I'm going hard like my last
Name Carter, Dwayne, Sean, and Vin
Who'll play my life if I be born again
Oh man I wish I knew, I wish
any's left in his head"
[Chorus]
If you could count the skeletons in my closet
Under my bed and up under my faucet
Then you would know I've completely
off-white like a jalapeño
Leather hot in here, shit make Nelly sing songs
Big pearls on the belt make my belly seem swole
I'm watchin' Queen Gambit,
Sean Ca$h – PitBull Prod. By Rook The Real
Ya digg
4 my dog
Bout Mine
(Hook)
Got a Big ol Pitbull sittin outside
Bet not lean up against my ride
I
[maestro fresh wes]
My poetry is black like jesus
You niggas can't see this, my metaphorical thesis, breezes
Past all you niggas with your silly
a drink on my cream wallows
Reach the gate, hungry just ate
Riffin, she got to be to work by eight
This must mean she ain't tryin to wait
Conversate,
a drink on my cream wallows
Reach the gate, hungry just ate
Riffin, she got to be to work by eight
This must mean she ain't tryin to wait
Conversate,
Swag by the ounce, I could sell it by the ziplock
Funny nigga think he got stripes, oh you Chris Rock
Closet of full of kicks, on the strip wearing
to take over by force
Henceforth I hit the notebook with no thought of remorse
The Chico Hillside Strangler on the loose
I put the teeth to the curb
up inna the atmosphere
All of me hot girls gwan live it up, show dem seh you n'ave no care
All of my phat girls gwan big it up, buss up inna
a fucking drumstick
You would think we in the stu the way I let this drum spit
You would think we in a dojo by the way this drum kick
And my niggas ride
rich shit
Closet full of Gucci, all my niggas keep that big drip
I don’t even got front
I don’t gotta flex
I’d rather put on for the set and then collect
bones and his neck
Sean Price, and Big Syke
My niggas died in thisy sleep since Big Pun
I been more health conscious of what I eat
Be cautious out in
a drink on my cream wallows
Reach the gate, hungry just ate
Riffin, she got to be to work by eight
This must mean she ain't tryin to wait
Conversate,
she spilt a drink on my cream wallows
Reach the gate, hungry just ate
Riffin, she got to be to work by eight
This must mean she ain't tryin
Except how I'm gettin home, tomorrow
Caesar drop you off when he see his P.O.(hey)
Back of my mind, I hope she swallow
Man she spilt a drink on my cream
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
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