Lyrics:
it
Yet now, I got hot hands
But, does this make up for it, forged lines that can't afford to miss
Will this bring back the people that got us all here
fuckin’
Up the path, for real
And got my little man’s future looking bad
It’s ill
Y’all Smack DVDs niggas ain’t real at all
‘Cause real killers keep
Their
and intercept it
Took me out the field into his grace we too connected
Holy spirit guiding all my moves i'm too protected
Told you bout my angels they just
Rah, rah, rah, rah, brrt
I want my fucking respect, man
Told y'all niggas
Know what the fuck it is nigga
Griselda, nigga griselda
Machine bitch
and strived and even lied to give
but y'all don't know what the bomb she is
[CHORUS]
One on one I'm reminiscin' the kissin'
spliff and drink I think nothin'
crust
This could be the one that makes all of y'all self destruct
Im rapping better than the ones thats in the magazines
Load up my mind its like a gun
get goin'
You can fuck me all night until your mommas bed's broken
But don't get attached shawty, you just been a bad token
I know you know it, you just
the motherfucker
I just throw it in the gutter, and go buy another
(Chorus)
Gonna pay the man, paying my fees
Go on another cruise overseas
Znake
All the money's racking up
Get the money, bag it up
Captain gonna swerve it round
driver...
Like the undertaker certified by the dmv...
Mob scene mob scene all u rappers whack...
The type to rip a condom rapper just to whack it...
I'm wacky
DVD's steady diamonds
Got these big ballers grindin'
You know lil mama don't play
Nigga let the G's loose
I'm bout that bank playboy
Let them be 's
tooth
And I make - DVD's light up in my coupe
I think I feel I know I make money, how bout you?
[Chorus]
And we like to floss, all my diamonds gloss
I
Still rewriting the book on tradition
True Penmen
Yahweh I pray
My Days
Get better by the minute
Tryin to move like the man whom We mirrored his
ee-yar)
There's a Chinese man trying hard to flog you moody DVDs
You know? You've seen the film, it's black and white, it's got no sound
And a man's head
steady, hold it steady
Over top one another:
All by myself/I can lift a car
All by myself/I can lift a car
I can lift a car up all by myself
Over
junior gong a teach it like a Reverend
So all foreigner go hold a yardie accent
And make we take you weh and fling you to another wavelength
Like
recognized
All of this talent I got
I think I’m next up in line
All of this doubt in my mind
I push it aside
I know we gon fly
If we put the time in
My only
jeans sagin
[H.A.W.K.]
Down south we some ghetto stars
When we havin sex it's minashatwa
[Lil' Flip]
Down south I hope y'all know it's hot as hell
disarmament includes
Chemical and bacteriological weapons -
Which, as you know
Can be ju st as lethal as nuclear
Weapons card players have a saying: "It's all
ki's (Sellin' ki's)
In traffic with the rocket, duck the felonies
(Felonies)
If I catch another opp, then it's RIP (RIP)
If I catch another opp, then I'm
love
Oh Praise the Lord above
Old Cole made a fortune selling bathtub Gin
Folks called it Devil's gold stained by lust and sin
He put that cash in mason
Jean shorts and our tan leather feet
On the hot tar in the summer
Before all the drinking
Before all the boys and their
Chevelles
The playin'
all these hundred dollar bills?
Hundred dollar bills, you know what it is
But only if you work it like I work my wood wheel
[Verse 1]
Koopa, she
Color Changing Click
Chamillionaire
Rasaq boy ay
What y'all really know bout this Texas Boys man
What y'all know about them Texas boys
Coming down
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