Lyrics:
Pumpin her up with these songs,so so-long to all three
get O.U.T. but first let me get my thangs
The ho had bring me box with the lock that she was holdin
feel? (true story)
We out there in the field like Holyfield
MJ, Magic Johnson
Michael Jordan, Michael Johnson
Run the track, walk the score up
Minor
When I'm bustin' up a party I feel no guilt
Gizmo's cuttin' up for thee
Suckers that's down with nei-
What, nigga, you wanna rob them motherfuckin'
Guess I went out searching for him just because
I'm attracted to dat ratchet shit
Them late nights
Ridin round
Bustin licks
Daddy told me not to love
to get you hot and wet you know Jacuzzi that shit
Then I'm bustin' like an uzi in this bougie ass chick
The only reason that I put up with this moody ass
down
AP on my wrist I be bustin' out
AP on the field I be balling out
Told AR to catch me on my route
Just throw it up bro I'll bring it down
Uh same
getting
Out of line
I'm
Young and Thuggin
On a mission I ain't
In a Good Position
My pockets in need of
Dead Men No One
Livin'
By any means I'm a
Get it I
Covered up by pillows
Oh no
I'm lookin' for them trizicks
Tryin' to put a group up in they clizick
I'm comin' up quick
I'm takin' no shots bustin
wall in that thing
She be bustin' back to back to back to back to back
Then dip like it's a drive-by
Pull up, beat that pussy, slide out
She be
thugs
See 'em on the corner and they slangin' them drugs
Givin' up shots out to the Glock Glock
Eighty eight to the ten five
Them killas be pumpin'
thugs
See 'em on the corner and they slangin' them drugs
Givin' up shots out to the Glock Glock
Eighty eight to the ten five
Them killas be pumpin'
automatic triggers
Now step up nigga
We bustin slugs until we go
Strike up the teflon protectin me death for any nigga wanna see us go
[lil gotti]
I'm a mobb
Steppin' up out the shadows I comes equipped to wreck
Hold up just a sec Coolio I'm on deck (Malika)
Yep the diction is on point
'Causin'
life," and, "Papa pass the MAC"
I'm bustin' on these motherfuckers ballin'
Listen you can hear my mini fourteen callin'
From out the window of my drop
but I'm bout ta break his block off
When you see them boys you know I'm bustin' out ta druggin' out
Don't be askin' who that is boy you better get
"Blac Youngsta"
And I got it by my side every time I'm in the gutta
Load it up and take a ride
Don't make me pull it on yo mother
We Spinnin' in Denver
a different Howie Roseman, an under dog!
Doug Pederson, when Doug Pederson was hired
He was rated as the worst coaching hire
By a lot of freakin' analysts out
Let’s find out what’s inside ya
I don’t think they trust the riders
When they gave me Justin Driver
So I’m settin’ up my tee
They planted me wit’ fire
I
on repeat
I call my nigga NLE , how I walkem' down on feet
Baby said she like my music, grab my dick, she tryna eat it
When I nut, you gotta go pack up your
pistols we aint bustin at the sun thats a gun
I aint done
I'm just gettin started man I'm goin on a run
Try to count me out I'm countin down for the one
sight...
In my big body limo tinted up...
See i stay out of sight... when i ride... I stay fogged up...
Im surrounded by that buck... by that butter... like
how I flow and act
Shit you a Lil thumb tac
Bustin' my ass
Smoking trees
It's that's gas
Ash, puff puff pass
Got an ice tray
Chillen in the keys
By
then we bustin yeah right we thugging
Wana roll up then we bustin yeah right we thugging
OH shit oh shit
Whats the commotion
Motion yall want smoke then
to my teeth
Eat for so long make you wanna get up and leave
Bustin' at the seams, if only it ended at "check please"
I thought it was spring what happened
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