Lyrics:
it
(Get that shit up out my face)
Freaky lil bitch for me
To you she classing
Don’t care if we in public
Told me bring the nasty
Never guess
yea you know I'm in the place
NMD kicks on my feet they say human race
Wild blunted knotty head come from the staircase
Forte Greene to be exact
what u want when u dealing with tha Caine
Dirty dolla bills got her playin with her kitty
Drank in my cup steady fuckin up my kidney
All these colors
down
Do a split
You a fine lil Shawty
And I wanna take a hit
You the type I wanna fuck
But I aint tryna have a kid
I aint tryna take a risk
I aint
a coffin
They do a lot of talking dont be on that boss shit
Catch the pussy by surprise and leave him on some cross shit
They dont want be around me tell i
Yeah
It's K9iN3 yeah
Woah
Yeah
You just gotta have fun with it man
See what i'm saying no kizzy
We are victim to the stars
We shall all press push n
CeeLo
Come around town, get mopped up, no G-Boat
The opps at the door, big bruh gon' ride the G4
First day out and I been walkin' with the pole
Niggas say
better and change like the weather after walking the stage in the cap and the gown
Don't do what the po do you come here and snoop got my dog on my side
the name of love
Would you let me
Lead you even you're blind
In the darkness
In the middle of the night
Mm-mm
When there's no one by your side
Mm-mm
Do it
Ouuuutt
Burn Out
Shit get trippy when i'm lit
Trylling lick me like a lick
Keep a stick right by my dick
Light u up just like a bic
Flashin light like issa
make no sense
I told you that I was a $tar
If I did it once then I'll do it again
And again and again I don't care about you
How come you telling them I
or nothin' nigga
Make it count or you'll regret it
Show me somethin' lil' nigga
They gon' stole what we gon' edit
They got me missin' my dawgs
Huh, free
Real source, catch me plugged in by your light switch
Rollie on my left, bust Patek on my right wrist
I'm the type to go and get it, you will watch
[O Dawg from Menace II Society]
"Oh nigga guess what!
Word got back about the little marks who jacked you!
I know where they be kickin it
Walk around, I keep a drum
I keep a drum, I'm tryna shoot it for fun
I'm from a block where you better know somebody to slide
Or you better not come
I'm top two, and it's been that, lil' bro can't fight to save his life
But with his knife, they might give you a shit bag
Might give you a bad day
Yeah!
Welcome to the station, so here's the situation
Lemme tell you how it all goes down
The girl you've been about, ya come to find out
That
Hello Miss... I'm sorry I didn't catch the rest
When it comes to women, baby, you know I'm not the best
Everyone I see makes it matter less
wouldn't believe
Now peep the landscape and take a
Good look at the trees
It gets pretty lonesome around these parts so
Bring a good book to read
Single
Baby girl I have my eyes on you
Hopin that one day I can flip the pies on you
Since you down south show you what that rock could do
Come back rich, yeah
car, how you gon supply them ends
And you gon want some rims, and you gon want a house
But when rent come around, nigga why your lights out
Now you
Bitch I'm really trappin you can
Snatch a bow!... Fucked ha off ah perc
And Fucked around and took that lil hoe soul
All these pussy niggas claiming that
try to hide (Hide)
I’m gon’ make you mine
Mine by tonight
Let me get you right
Right for the night
Oh, I’ma buy her what she want
Ain’t the only way
outside my window
Is passing by, we all know
What goes around, will come back in time
Nothing ever is for one alone
We are only temporary
We see
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