Lyrics:
love it, I can't help it
Too much death on the streets, and we dealt it
Van Ness Boys, The Hoovers, The 60s
Bounty Hunters, 8-Treys, all coolin out, gee
ya' chest breath in that stress release
Indeed, it's all you need
So, -roll
Them grams up
Spark ya' weed, let's make it hard to see
If you have one
walkin'
Don't be mad at me because you let yourself go
My gat too big to let my belt show
(But you got a gold belt on?) Hell no
But these chicks think
a kite, with nobody by myself
By myself, by myself, by myself, by myself
By myself, by myself, by myself, by myself
One more shot then it's time to roll
it to your door
Yeah we still at the blocka
Sixty by the railroad
Only having hot shit the green
Shit is too slow
Working Pete booth we gon add
It if
running late
Let me show you what fast is
Hit that push to start
And that digital dash lit
She said she smoked before
But she ain’t really feel it
I
done
I scream before I cum
They look at me like I'm the runt
I let my hair grow
I'm 100 ft tall atop my ego
She was talking all that drama
I let that hoe
to show you everything let you in my mind
Moneys why im pushing but i'll always make the time
Stay when im stressing come to me when your crying
Ohh
All i
think?
I mack a baby doll down, she in a long black mink
We straight standin' in the lobby straight face-to-face
Then she said "Cut the chase"
"Let
machine
Show no love ya must be outta
Ya mind if you think you
Got what it takes to put this
Mother fucking creature to sleep
That's right you? catching
gotta move
Now it's on to Texas and to (Georgia)
They tell you what they want, show you what they want you to see
But they don't let you know what's
and a King, and like a noun it's a person place or thing
But let's get a little deeper now, can we do it?
For those who already knew it let the others get
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out who I'm speaking up for
Now that my foot and knee in the door
Let's talk about it, no walking out it
We 'bout to see Le'Quincy body with
I played it off, stopped and I bought a Guinness Stout
Now was she shy, she didn't walk by
She came in the store then she even said hi
Curiosity
Presidential, maybe I should run
Still get 'em by the ton, sixty-five three times a month
Bag, what you doin'? Baggin', baggin'
2020 McLaren, Moe got me
Comin at me gon be leaving a complete mess
Won't show no weakness
Wait
Hollup
Top of the morning let's get it
I work to hard on this shit to show up
when your love is gonna show
And who knows why the love you need
Will always pass you by
Well I heard it's true your love is gonna grow
So let me
faith you’re a disgrace;
And, then, he tops it off by saying…
…At the congregation, you’ll not show your face!
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Oh my god…
(1 beat pause)
when you so thin tight
jean got that cameo on show thin g string make a nigga
go in came all by yourself
brought no friends well what you never tell for
but it's store money (alright)
Gotta let the money talk for like I don't show money
We're totin' Glocks with circle clips, it hold a fifty
I'm
tellin' me that
Baby, show me
Let's do a sixty-nine
Tellin' me this, tellin' me that
Baby, show me
Let's do a sixty-nine
Cat must've got your tongue
the pack
She won't let me get pinched
Shit really a movie besides all the nasty flicks
Got a lot of action clips (Rari)
Baby we can smoke weed by the ton
Or just let it slip
Yo
Remote is ready, eyes wide palms are sweaty
there's Flintstones on the TV all ready, Wilma and Beatty
No virgin, I'm channel
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