Lyrics:
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Lil' bro on your ass, then he spaz when he out the roof (let's get it)
Lil' foenem be T'd, put on that mask, turn to Hannibal (out of here)
roll, let's roll
I'll go anywhere you wanna go
Let's go, oh
And she said, "Take me to the country
Show me where you from"
I said, "Shawty, you gon'
these niggas
Around here tryna braid they hair
Red and blue, khaki suits
Us lil niggas got active too
From Lincoln Park, back to the Fruits
Us lil
Rob is for real and that's no lie
Stop, drop and roll and touch your toes
It keeps on burnin' up, more and more
I got JB with me playin' it down
real good
This Lil nigga have a lot a sex
So do me slow, get out the Prada dress
Come when you wanted to like private jets
I'm on blast ma', why you take
champ by T.K.O. WHAT
Lil Kim and Black Rob, Dame espacio
Man back up off me Dame espacio
Can I get a minute to breathe?
Dame espacio that means give me
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Lil' salt around the rim (okay), filled to the top again?" (Let's go)
Fell back, now I'm back in it
Del Dia shots got me sinning
Big racks, but
Rather you than me
If you've been fucking with me from Port of Miami
It's been hell of a fucking journey
Ain't nun' changed nigga
Lil' stronger,
But they can't fuck up nothin', I got on my motion (walk down)
I promise I come for the smoke
And young Double with me and the guns are smokin' (let
(By)
(Walk on by)
(Walk on by)
(Walk on by)
(Walk on by)
Yeah, bitch, I said what I said
I'd rather be famous instead
I let all that get
lil' boy, that day, He saved 'em
Okay, slime rock you to sleep, then I put a snake in your cradle
I come get you 'fore you clap me, Shiesty put shit in
While she goes down
When I went to my bros
Told him help me please
Now we hop out the PJs
Hosted by the P
My old bitch yellin' come back
Come
flame niggas, I bang niggas
I was only eighteen when I was pimpin'
Set that bitch down right by Disney Land
I'd rather give you my bitch
Than to let
Shawty tried me so I killed 'em on, off? G.P.
Mom I'm sorry I cant let you bury
Don't worry just come carry
And some letters plus some phone time momma
turn this back on me then push back up on me
I'm not really fazed by his fakeness
I'm cut from a different cloth, engineered from a different tier type
Not a lot, just a lil' touch Jeff
Word word
Ay Jeff do me a favor man, Jazz it up
Now bring it all back
Yo man now break it down and let me go
leave ya flat on you back
and trust that, ain't bout to let no nigga steal me
Fuck that, I bust back with 223
Big and full of that raw with no cut and be
me show you what the MAC do (come on)
If you don't know by now, then you slippin'
I'm on some bullshit that's got me jackin', niggas flippin'
Let my
won't see next year, stupid
And in the van there's a box in the back full of plenty of tools
And when you see me on the block, I come to give 'em
and get me nigga
Y'all wanna rob the kid? come and get me nigga
I won't, part with this come and get me nigga
I worked, hard for this come and get me
behind my back
I used to be among the crowd you're in with
Do you take me for such a fool, to think I'd make contact
With the one who tries to hide what
Yeah, let's take 'em back
Uh-huh
Comin' up I was confused, my mommy kissin' a girl
Confusion occurs comin' up in the cold world
Daddy ain't
Gotta make 'em strap it up, 'cause he said he can't pull it out
He send that money by the tens, let him fuck me in his Benz
Love it when he tell me kiss
a slob
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery
I do it once, I do it twice
Now there's steak with
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