Lyrics:
Arabic first name
Disturbed by the fame just like Kurt Cobain
Breath of life, kiss of death, my lips pursed the same
You flirt 'til she came
Nothin'
some things I ain't seen
Pray for me, don't mind me by my stove
Pray they don't want no smoke, no
If it's me, I want smoke
Ohh, ohh Lord
If it's me,
for the Bloods
The whites for the cops, and the stars come from the clubs
Or the slugs that ignites, through the night, by the dawn
Early light,
Never be intrigued by the young boy face
Look inside me love you see I got wild taste
I don't really know but
Somebody said that
A high-priced girl
Box Chevy, no tint
Floatin' inside, aquarium
Yeah that's him,
Compository sketches is all
They can't catch us, Jet Setta's
I jointed the mile
with bad table manners
We act bad, my nigga what is y'all sayin'?
Like when we walk inside clubs, niggas hold they gal hand
'Cause they know we run
the iron
I got bitches bringin' me money & ain't a godamn thing funny
My homeboy devil from the hcg and young side trey r.i.p
From the etg and oh yeah
Bitch come and give a nigga dick a massage
Man I wanna put my dick inside of Nicki Minaj
Pull up in the club in a neon dodge
Get a ho and take her
Talking to a nigga like you
Oh Lord
Turn the mics up
Like a nigga 'round fight club
And the fuzz came through to indict us
But it's an inside job
might get seen by a nigga with a contract
With a sports team or just a nigga that you figure could afford things
Like more rings for her fingers
She used
Till a patted wagon pull up and coffles my
My pants second I'm double cup
South side hustle inside
Hustle outside I don't give a fuck
I might be
Mesmorized by his style, could tell he was wild
but he had a touch of class and a million buck smile
Got a thing for a thug and he fit the profile
Thug
I fit snubs and Swizz the mix it's like drugs
So, watch the clubs get hi-yi-yi
Feel like Cali when I drop by why
Bodies dropping and all the mami's
reload the music
We just came to live some life
We roll out when we want
I be right inside the party
Jamming to my favorite songs
All the stars are
Baby bounce that thing like a basketball
You gon have to work if you want it all
Ten bands on me Pablo Escobar
Strip club poppin'
Got them bi***es
And it's no surprise how I'm feelin inside
So the only thing you ever probably did for my eye
Used to tears in the bucket, I hope you dummies loved it
Just in case if you forgot ayeye-ye (Party)
We go by the Runners
Okay, wassup, you feeling alright?
I'm good, feels like one of those nights
I got
orange juice cause I'm really really trippin'
Went to the strip club and request that I'm the man
The next thing you know I was throwing rubber bands
the head off a nigga like a guillotine
They're sittin here seein me gettin coned though
Sittin in the back of the club tradin convo
Livin like I'm done in
You bitches actin like you don't care
You bitches actin like you YO
Razor blade toenails cut holes inside tube socks
Golden platinum things
with me, roll with me)
With me
Yeah, uh-huh
"I wanna" do the club thing like in and out in an hour
And then I'm back home banging shorty out in
with me, roll with me)
With me
Yeah, uh-huh
"I wanna" do the club thing like in and out in an hour
And then I'm back home banging shorty out in
a cheap cigar last Tuesday
You sat and waited by the phone
I can't believe the things that you say
When I always wander home alone
I'm still missing one
cause you the best thing that I ever had
So sorry that I left you but we both know we would never last
I've been poppin pills lookin at the night sky club
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