Lyrics:
done now
If do lie about the really funky shit I've gone by
But no boy I've gotta watch out
Sorrow is gonna make me fall in love with a porn star
Gotta
(What you want boy?)
I want a hot girl
I need the highest pricing hoe, I can shop with it
Give my hoe 10 G's, tell her to spend the shit
See my hot
(What you want boy?)
I want a hot girl
I need the highest pricing hoe, I can shop with it
Give my hoe 10 G's, tell her to spend the shit
See my hot
What ho sed de ting!
I'm back, nyaaah! You thought you got away with it, didn't you? But you didn't. No, not on your fourth little
box set of Run
Motherfuckin' real G's
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show
Motherfuckin' real G's
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show
Met this girl in the evening
Told her baby lemme buy you what you drinking
She said boy stop the playing quit the scheming
Yuh ay okay
I'm just
weight boy we don't wait up
Elevate the elevator
Conversation with the paper
Money talks it gives me data
If it's time to serve a plate up
I don't ever
surrounded by the girls
With the tank tops and the flirty ways
I'm just sipping on chamomile
Watching boys and girls and their sex appeal
With a stranger
surrounded by the girls
With the tank tops and the flirty ways
I'm just sipping on chamomile
Watching boys and girls and their sex appeal
With a stranger
surrounded by the girls
With the tank tops and the flirty ways
I'm just sipping on chamomile
Watching boys and girls and their sex appeal
With a stranger
open my mouth shit that's the sound
They go "Brra-Tat-Tat" so you betta watch out
Ouch!
[Rick Ross]
Bitch I got money too
"Trilla" album comin' soon
, Montana, we in this bitch
What they talkin' about?
I'm Coke Boy, Montana, we in this bitch
What they talkin' about?
Bombs are giong off inside your chest
It
Status seaker high achiever
I can't fall in love with a no goal boy
Status seaker dream believer
You better not play cuz I'm not your toy
Status
full of dreads
Mouth full of gold
Watch out for the chicos in them zone
Miami boys, always looking for a lick
But careful we don't end up in your
pomade
I'm the young nigga put that yeah with that yeah
Don't be mad if your bitch start to stare
Let her out the house not doing her hair
Boy you better
I'll be there for you
Girl you can count on me it's game baby
You know you can always count on me, ha ha
Yo holla at ya boy come polly with ya boy
Look
bitch log in
Put a pillow under your knees and keep ya jaws in
All in ya girl mouth, use her like a toilet
They usually want a baller and the young
say she's black
She's the kind of girl that make your knees go crack
Feel the beat, rock with me
Let me tell you what I be
I'm a MC rapper, a MC
me who's your man, we will have a talk with him (I like)
Yeah, 'cause it's sold out like that
R (what up dawg?)
Bring the verse back
Now the time
me who's your man, we will have a talk with him (I like)
Yeah, 'cause it's sold out like that
R (what up dawg?)
Bring the verse back
Now the time
Frayser Boy album, "Me Being Me"
Came out a couple of months ago, so get that, with that single
The hit, "I Got That Drank" on it, it's goin' down
Comin'
shawty
Lory LaMattina, Keith Rothschild, fucking Rick Sackheim the God
Mundo Garcia, boy
Get a bigger pair of pants, your shit look like it's painted
you gon kick it with me for a few and we gon let it do what it do
Sincerely yours
Chamillitary boy
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