Lyrics:
nigga
Game over playa, and nigga ya scored low
Hit me later young, and I'm at the award show
Bank account ten digits and it's all "O's"
I floss
to save time!
Bitches like you always spittin' the same rhymes!
We put you all to shame, you never went through the same grind!
Put you in the bind
insecure like Issa Rae
The game in disarray, man, who can really spit today? (Who can rap?)
I think people are gettin' tired of all the party rap
Me, I'm
what I aught to claim
Soft and sensitive simple suckers, they take the walk of shame
Heads wire, like that they bled, ours
The dead flyers
Because we
walk too slow
Shanghaid, Shanghaid
Been locked up and Shanghaid
Shanghaid, Shanghaid
Been locked up and Shanghaid
I tried to live by the golden rule
knife, son
To come back down from an all time low
I think I'm not the only one
I wish I was a sharp knife
Swing that blade right through my life
to say hi
Standin' there like a mime and let the chance pass by
Back of my mind, "He could change your life
With all these beats I did, at least let him
This the party song
Everybody in the spotty gonna get along
All my problems are behind me man they long gone
Grab a drink and put it up cause
hit da floor I see you stayin on yo grind
I watch you twirk it baby drop dat thang 2 da floor
Now tell a friend dat dis yo song grl bend yo back low
She
else?)
How you mad I'm on the block with gremlins? (What else?)
War time, don't sit by the window (what else?)
This a Patek, this not a Cartier
Time is
You know by now, I want it more than anything
If I walk away and just let you leave
You'll be stuck in my head like a melody
I know you want it
to say hi
Standin' there like a mime and let the chance pass by
Back of my mind, "He could change your life
With all these beats I did, at least let him
up
Okay, hold up, wait a minute, all good just a week ago
Crew at my house and we party every weekend so
On the radio, that's my favorite song
to your face
'Cause it's a shame to let it go to waste
Doing all the same stuff beside your boy
By the time, I stepped through the door
I just wanna really
I walked into the party, energy in the air,
Meeting new faces, greetings to share.
Names drift by, a fleeting song,
Remembering them? It all goes
like a long time to come
How could I be so blind, baby
Not to see you were the one
I let ya slip on from me baby
I let ya walk on by,
Shoulda
You know them road trips still bring a dub in, sub in
Even if the party was seven, the strip club ten
I'm all in this bitch on the tether, I'm
time you feel my pain
And just turn the lights down low
I've got no shame in knowing where to go
And just turn the lights down low
If it's the end I
It's time to start the party if ya'll don't mind
Me and "E" clean our Adidas with 409
He rocks the highs,I dog the bass
Ya want to hear us rock?
I choose my friends only far too well
I'm up on the pavement, they're all down in the cellar
With their government grants and my I.Q.
They brought
quits
When it's time to walk away
I'm every guilt trip, the baggage you have
But as you gather up all your possessions
If there's anything you have
song) aw baby (love song) aw baby (love song)
Oh yeah, yeah, alright
Baby we're sure doin' it tonight (baby, we're sure doing it)
Every time you come
You claim if you get knocked by the cops
You'll give 'em not even a statement
Walk in the arraignment
Shoot the bailiff, karate kick the plaintiff
on the low or don't speak at all
And tell Shameka and Konica I'ma freak 'em dogg
See when I ride up, you know I fire it up
I throw a party on the block
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