Lyrics:
You gonna make me fuck somebody else (I'm gonna fuck somebody)
If you keep on treating me the way you do
(you don't wanna do it, you don't wanna do
prosper, ah
Can't let ‘em trick you out of your favor
This a melting pot, but you the dominant flavor
You the spice added in life by The Creator
c recipe
to play[00:58.90]Got my hands on whatever to keep gettin' cake[01:01.08]I'm impatient, I don't like to wait[01:02.75]Thug by myself fo' I move with
the Jag' but they the wifey
Icey, is what my merchandise be
Know I'ma star, so they over-price me
Charli B'More be twice you bitch
Tell you got no style by
I'm still high as I ride in my 7 Duetche Coupe Deville
Y'all soldiers know my truth be ill
Now with these visions and these bad thoughts
Runnin'
not him then you got it confused, why'all not remembering,
My motto is simply I will not lose, abide by the block rules,
I buy my glock used, wit
bend or fold
You either win or you learn
Aint no such thang as a loss
Just gotta wait on your turn
Never seen a
Overnight boss
Every time that i feel off
need a thug a lil blood
That's what I'm looking foe
I be fuckin' up
But she love me unconditional
Spotted them lil
Hating ass hoes By the liquor store
the v-cut
Percocet, Hennessy, dust
I was on a mission, for them thangs had me geeked tough
If you need a quarter we ain’t change nigga see us
All over la
Ha backside pass by
Jiggle like oh (Mm)
Had to go catch me a breather (Yeah)
Whole meal she don't be no teaser
And kind of like when you adding spice
[spoken by Juicy J]
Yes sir, once again it's on
Juicy J featuring Project Pat
Chronicles of the Juiceman
North, North Part 2
Raise your thumbs up, my
[Brina] (Jhaz)
New breed of female (The dopest females, know what's I'm sayin'?)
II Tru backdoor house in (II Tru, house), industry put on lock-down
you gon be the next thang
They boutta active red blue shown clothes
I read that by a mile mafuckas Throwin blows
Where tf my dawg sometimes no one
sipping on bubbly
Running thangs, ain't no every day I'm on my campaign
Some boys be sipping Cristal, Moet pop serving champagne
Sip a fo' guzzler,
took a plea
Now all a sudden I don't know what that mean, P must stand for pussy better stay out them streets
Free that n**** Thug till the mothafucka
inspired by the type that keep on grinding
If i GO SAY SO, Let the whole world know, I mix hip hop with electro
dance to the rhythm, girl start wiggling,
I'm about to get ready and bomb this shit
Raise the thugs wit the heater in the arm for shit
Marijuana when you drive, feel the fogginess
I'm about
on better thangs and stay solid
But more times than I’d like to say I ain’t got it
I feel like I’m a runaway from the same problem
Everyday is a getaway
Grindin' hard, paper stackin' tryna follow the plan
Pullin', gloss and steams chasin' million dollar dreams
Livin' the thug life I get it by any means
Grindin' hard, paper stackin' tryna follow the plan
Pullin', gloss and steams chasin' million dollar dreams
Livin' the thug life I get it by any means
know my face
When I pass by betcha girl'll wave "Hey!"
They feelin my dougies
Fresh like dougie
But not dougie fresh
Dougie Z
I'm thuggin
And you
friends, actin' bad, slick dissin' me
But when you all by yoself, I know you missin' me, eee
And I'm missin' you, and I'm feelin' you
Really diggin' on you,
all type of ways,
She want all type of love, I'm tryna' be all type of paid
Say he ain't win, He gave up all type of thangs'
I why would I cuff you
THE SKIRTS OR JUST DISPERSE
I AIN'T GOT NO TIME FOR THUG ASS NIGGAS CARRYING PURSES
NEXT THING YOU KNOW, THEY'LL BE DOING A FUCKING CURTSY, YO
SHOW NO MERCY
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