Lyrics:
changing whips out like new Jordans (oh Yeah)
Way ahead of yourself, you done outdid yourself (oh Yeah)
Chain give me headache, pull up in a red Wraith (oh
I want to get it right with a man by my side
Rise it up
Rise it big now
Don't give up
Dream big now
Rise it up
Rise it big now
Spread those wings
It's another one
Super Ed MC
If wake up in the morning you no dey by myself
Weytin I go do
If I get all money in the world without you by myself
Yeah Dirty up in here son
It's the original, the Haitian straight from Kingston the Virgin Island
Better known for the Swamp
Come doooooown!!
[The
less where niggas cop up
So I had no choice but to grind and get this guap up
Ever since a boy just my moms and my poppa
The streets been the old head
Can't deny
Get up together to weather tonight
Can't give up
Come to life, altars on fire
Can't defy
Get up tonight
To defend what was holy
a million offa users.
Car and the money the same color of mucous,
Go get it his self they call 'em ghetto Frank Lucas.
Cocaine,
He got it by the boulder,
no games, 'cause boy we be bout killin'
You ain't got shit to die for you shouldn't be livin'
Get rid the fuckin' smirk ain't a damn thing funny
have it
Na de call wey I get from my teen, but circumstances took it out of my being, you know what I mean
Now I am back, and many Purse are filling
Jason Paige
Before the sun comes up it's time to shine
Show wit we've got
A shit you not, you'll get put in a paradox
Way the lyrics in our workshop
Shh
victory, the far-off stars will always shine.
The tooth like nails rip me up.
I can make it disappear.
Time to forget has passed me by.
There's no
I’m Mr. Perfect na I’m just a live ass side nigga
Address me wit that bullshit - bullets will get returned to sender
If you ever pull my card it’ll say
like that
So don’t give up
Don’t pull the trigger
Don’t give up
Don’t give up
Don’t give up
Don't pull the trigger
This circle is vicious
Surrounded
what she said
I'm looking for a queen be happy to take a guess
Too young to give a fuck, still old enough for luck
I'm Mr. Mysterious Im always watching
me
When I grow up
I want to be like you exactly (exactly)
And as soon as I get over this acne
There's no way anybody coulda stop me
Me gravitate
stained for a 50
Sack of the hard
Tryna match you a broad
Got 'em shot up in his car by a muthafuckin' dope fiend
A bitch tryna get a fix, put my nigga
call when you go down
Boy I'll pick you up and give you the love that gave me the life,
in the full moon light
Don't you wanna gimme tonight?
Ooo,
a vein
Opacity low you can’t see my window pain
Knew the truth but still listen to the lies you claim
Would give my life to go back get rid of this pain
[Doin]
U should be gettin yo money up
Fuck who these niggaz be screwin [screwin]
I get money in my sleep
Fuck what them Hataz say
They don't know my
Niggas round the world think they wanna bang
Don't get your ass caught up like Lil' Wayne
I'm too west coast for the west coast
Too fresh nose to suritos
me find out
Don't worry about it, nigga, that bitty bitch
pussy mine now
Looked over your shoulder, now your Mrs gone missin'
She naked tryna cook for
You want a birthday song I know you say you want it
I only pull up for the real good vibes with my folks celebrating
I get involved when the good
show them different levels in rap
get a medal for that
tell em its loud
tell em its loud
tell em its loud
give me a ring
and if im up then im down
Teal color linen
Woven so intricate
Seduce all women
You can see the corner plated by a so called pillar
But the stature in the drain gets covered in
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