Lyrics:
drive
Not about it but you still give it your best try
No Pride to them you just not making sense
Penny Wise they clown you fuck bout your 2 cents
Don't
got five minutes to figure it out
You can start with, please don't leave me and end with, I love you
And if you'd only kiss me the way you used
much time to change my mind
It'll take a miracle no doubt
And you've got five minutes
To figure it out
You've got five minutes
Oh, honey, you've
figure out a way, to get this dough up (Uh)
I don't want my son to hate me, when he grow up (Yeah)
So I gotta blow up, and leave it to' up (5'9, baby)
honey
Here's what I do with my money
Pennsylvania Six, Five Thousand
Numbers I've got by the dozen
Everyone's uncle and cousin
But I can't live
honeys
Dro puffers, Remi sippers, V.I.P. real honeys
No dummies, takin no shit from a nigga that's full of shit honeys
[Interlude]
[Chorus]
and lobster honeys, downtown shoppin' honeys
Stayin' on the grind, gotcha own car and crib honeys
Dro puffers, Remi sippers, V.I.P. real honeys
No dummies,
honey dip, you're banned)
(You're banned)
Yo, you're banned
Ya banned by the preacher man
You played yourself a stew
Now to me you step, never mind
a little of prosperity and then some
Livin my life handsome, has always been a dream but
Now it's time to really achieve by all means (Bust it)
I keep my
honey
Here's what I do with my money
Pennsylvania Six, Five Thousand
Numbers I've got by the dozen
Everyone's uncle and cousin
But I can't live
honey dip, you're banned)
(You're banned)
Yo, you're banned
Ya banned by the preacher man
You played yourself a stew
Now to me you step, never mind
checks
1's, 5's, 10's and 20's
A 100 g's and I'm pullin honeys
Left and right, day and night
You gotta see it to believe it, it's quite a sight
honey
Here's what I do with my money
Pennsylvania Six, Five Thousand
Numbers I've got by the dozen
Everyone's uncle and cousin
But I can't live
to the club lookin' like a drowned harassed rat
And am greeted not by Miss Rose at the door,
But our friend, Johnny 5-0.
Yes honey, the NYPD shut down
And then we tried some more
I'd like to break the monotony
We said Maroon 5 should end it at the (?)
This word I'm making this all up here
Read Nehemiah
but I wear gold
Four hundred, five hundred, what I get a show
Play the game right so I'm livin' by the code
We goin' platinum, baby
I don't do
Cobra
Maybe rob a bee hive
Maybe get some honey
Stung by Qveen Herby
She’s outta my league
But I don’t give a shit
Fuck that no clips
Fight the world with
in my pocket and at least a grand
Gold on my knuckle, my pistol's closed in hand
I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta from the LBC
Remotely controlled by
bitch you da feds
And she said, "baby, don't trip"
She rolled me a spliff and showed me pics of her kids
Then she slid me some bread like
It's
C-gutta, Roc-A-Fella, 400s and better (uh, uh)
Lil' Cease push threes with five in his eyes
Knocking "Not Gon' Cry" by Mary Blige
I die for my niggas
C-gutta, Roc-A-Fella, 400s and better (uh, uh)
Lil' Cease push threes with five in his eyes
Knocking "Not Gon' Cry" by Mary Blige
I die for my niggas
the set when I sip don't worry honey
Yeah, level up every night,
Yeah, sippin henny, sip sprite,
Feeling low tell a shawty to come by,
She always wanna
don't worry honey
Yeah, level up every night,
Yeah, sippin henny, sip sprite,
Feeling low tell a shawty to come by,
She always wanna fuck when I hit
to breathe
There's no second chance when
You're beckoned by me
Three is a crowd but I just want more
Four like Wendy's Four For Four!
Five, like Skullhoney
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