Lyrics:
I'ma shoot it up like a drive-by (drive-by)
Montana been goin' off (off)
Keep your eye on your bitch when we slide by (slide by)
When we slide, when
Well, me and my baby, we're goin' steady
We ain't married, but we're gettin' ready
To tie the knot and I'm gonna make her my own
Now that I've
meet Rafiki, who been lyin' "King" to you?
Pocket, watch it, like kangaroos
Tell these clowns we ain't amused
'Nana clips for that monkey business,
a little time
We got a bad thing goin'...
You're a rodeo rattler and a midnight gambler you ain't never had a job
And I just found out your daddy owns
that'll spit from dusk 'til dawn
And when you gone
Ain't no comin' back in the morn
Like that shit was a dream, nigga, you gone
That's for real
Creep
that you'll never see
They can exalt you up or bring you down main route
Turn you into anything that they want you to be
Well, there ain't no goin
Bonnie and Clyde never strange to us
'Cause what's like if you never live dangerous?
And when it ain't much left and we get it right
And since love is
out of style
Like you and me together
Staring at your legs on the leather of my
Red Camaro
You got them cowgirl boots on
That summer dress blowin'
the way that I do
Trippin' over these Grammy's
But who to needs a stand when
That reservation got levitation for two?
We goin' up
'Cause I been like
that'll spit from dusk 'til dawn
And when you gone
Ain't no comin' back in the morn
Like that shit was a dream, nigga, you gone
That's for real
Creep
ain't about that life
(Whoa-oh-oh) we hangin' out the window, it's about to be a Suge night
(Ayy) free Bump J, real nigga for life
(Ayy) shoutout
raised by the streets
And then the only other one that ever showed me love
Was my dope fiend uncle strung out on drugs
A straight thug, just me, my mama
Christmas
Re-Up time and it's the work that we bringing out
Hot off the wire, Faith tell 'em whachu thinking bout
Last night, I thought about if this
I'm goin' hard in the paint
(I'm goin') hard in the paint
(We goin') hard in the paint,
And when I leave up out the club
They say that's not right
your ass like the train did that bitch
That got banned from TV, heavyweight getup
Hit you, watch your whole head split up
Loco is the motion, we
Seems like lately there's a whole lot of leavin' goin' on
I close my eyes and picture you're hand in mine
I still hear your voice that takes me back
through on the dance floor, checkin' out that catalog (hey)
Can't believe my eyes, so many women without a flaw (hey)
And I ain't gon' give it up, steady
' platinum, baby
Yeah, we be goin' platinum 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
boots by the bed
We ain't leaving this room
'Til someone needs medical help
Or the magnolias bloom
It's cold in this house and I ain't going out
Well the record company's goin' out of business
They price the records too damn high
And the boys in the band could use some assistance
Well
you know I can't begin to doubt it
No, 'cause it just feels so good, so free and so right
I know we ain't never goin' to change our minds about it,
Bitch, we cool as penguin pussy on the polar cap peninsula
Colder than your baby mama heart (uh)
When she find out you been fuckin' with that other broad
of there
Like you love it, but nigga I'm outta here
When they crack the door, boy I ain't comin' back
I'm tryin' to figure out, why you keep runnin' back?
Every time we link, it be sneaky
All my hoes clean, niggas squeaky
Buy her new Chanel, I'm talkin' weekly
I could tell she goin' by how she greet
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