Lyrics:
you know you fake
And I go by gray
Now she threw me
Oh you want sue me
Staying getting groovy
Thought you knew me
Rocking shows
No I have no hoes
never be
a nigga might snap man u never know
can guarantee that aint really me
its going down if it ever go
stay on that side with the enemy
married this
the clowns
No one ahead of me, just know I got the crown, like
I'm spittin' this fire, I won't retire
I stay with vehicle, just like a tire
Speakin' of tire, I
Go ahead
Go ahead
Yeah
Go ahead and tell me that you never loved me
Go ahead and tell me that you saw it coming
Go ahead and lie to my face you got
[Chorus: Swel Boogie]
I could tell you want to grab the mic because you're thirsty
Hoping you gonna get some shine but you're not worthy
Let me hear
Bring it back
Know what scratch that, like "Homicide" fuck rap
Half the shit on the radio ain't rap
Wanna at me, go ahead I carry a bat
Don't think ya
your back up off the wall) Tell me
How you gonna do it if you really don't wanna dance
By standing on the wall
(Get your back up off the wall)
Maybe I should strip that S from your chest cause you can't save me
If you can't handle that you're rocking with the best then go-ahead sue me
It's
drive by
Go ahead and leave ya
When she had to see me
Said ya gone ahead and leave ya baby
Right on your gun, but hey
Gone ahead and leave ya
When
worried bout
It was the trooper posted on the route
When it comes to me
It seems they always have a story
Of why they always short a dollar
You could go
Ooh it's taking over me, ooh I'm fallin' way to deep
Without you by my side I feel like I can't eat or sleep
But I, gotta come down to earth, I
Ooh it's taking over me, ooh I'm fallin' way to deep
Without you by my side I feel like I can't eat or sleep
But I, gotta come down to earth, I
Tired of communicating if it don't work
You'll just go back to what
You do best and lurk
Runaround, runaround sue, yeah
Runaround, runaround sue, ooh
cause y’all know y’all all cheaters
I was laced inside my Tim’s marching like a real trooper
At the Dallas ball they know I’m balling they treat me like
the Loot Pack crew
Funky like Con-Funk-Shun, more style than Stylistics
I got mo' beats than Magic's got assists so
Raise up off me, or get snatched by
me, or get snatched by the collar
The party ain't over till that fat bitch holler
I'm in the house so check the way I flow
Niggaz say I'm fat,
the Loot Pack crew
Funky like Con-Funk-Shun, more style than Stylistics
I got mo' beats than Magic's got assists so
Raise up off me, or get snatched by
fact you could get chopped into/go ahead and ask your mans fam cuz he probably knew that my shits proper while you worry bout being topical/I spit sick
trooper, I'm on the run G
I've got these hoes spreaded, from Japanese to diabetics
Toes stay painted because of my foot fetish
You damn right, they had
flashing
When I stopped the trooper asked me
Have you been drinking whiskey son
If I were you I'd stop ahead
Just for a while and get some rest
Cause you're
Ribrianne's gang won't see any love
It was boring with your crew, so I guess I'll go ahead let you power up
Yeah I'm stopping what you shoot and I don't even
the trooper's always stop
As we dine over the chrome and formica table top
The cashier she always squints
By the gum and the bowl of mints
She's tapping her
Balmains
Filled with them blue things
And these hoes on my back like my Fendi
You niggas need to END the envy
And the troopers stop my car just to frisk me
Why don't you just go ahead and
Why don't you just go ahead and
A billion other fish are floating in the sea
And if you'd rather them than me
Then by
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