Lyrics:
Y'all know me, still the same O.G.
But I been low-key
Hated on by most these - with no cheese
No deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys
No
Y'all know me, still the same O.G.
But I been low-key
Hated on by most these niggas with no cheese
No deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys
No
to yo town.
You don't wanna miss this,
This just like Christmas,
So make ya wish list,
And go and flicc this. (Preach!)
[Chorus: x2]
Go VIP with
Feel like Gucci Mane in '06 cuz i been cold
Fuckin up these beats, instrumentals in a chokehold
The beat go hard, then you know I'm goin loco
Flights
Why'all think that I'm done, Run don't got no flow?
What is you loco? I'm grande gato pa-po
Run and Bo, D.M.C. and Fat Joe
Fo' cats on the same track got
Alright guys
Don't judge things by the way it sounds
Alright
Okay
This album may suck because
Of all the fucking interludes
I have in it
But
sad singing
I'll sober up tomorrow and cry all day I know
At least I'll go down swinging, what a swinging way to go.
--- Instrumental ---
I'll
driving me loco
My baby go low
Go low
Go low my baby so low
She's dancing so low at the club
Oh no
The way that you go low
Is driving me loco
Making
of the week, I live by the beat
Like you live check-to-check
If you don't move your feet then I don't eat
So we like neck-to-neck
Yes, we done come a long
pops stuck up dope spots
Big black and mean with the
Fifth by the gabardine
What you expected from his next of kin?
I'm loco bro, but ain't no Mexican
I
seven days a week
I go crazy I go loco
all I do is wait for you
to call me on my cell phone
not a day goes by that
I don't wanna to make you my
little piece
Don't you keep me waiting
Do you trust in me
Piece by piece
Piece by piece
Piece by piece
Piece by piece
I can't go on without
reppin L.A
Crips, Bloods, homes going loco
My Glock to me, is like Ice Cube and Yo-Yo
Sitting in a low-low, on chrome spinners
Nobody drop nothing this
Tryna get me in the studio to pick a instrumental
Was busy in the traffic with the pickles in the rental
Free the real, cause the rollers tryna put
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, shawty
It's your birthday
We gon' party like it's your birthday
We gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday
And you
where we go or what we do
Oooh, don't tell me this is wrong
Chorus:
Stealin' time ain't a crime
It's just two hearts needing each other, finding a way
is my man Hank,
C'mon Hank, sing that song.
Check it out.
Well I'm a CAS and an OVA,
And the rest is FLY.
You see I go by the name of Casanova,
For
did
You go from completely fine to you don't wanna
Talk at all? I mean, come on, what's the problem?
I need one thing done, it should not be that
driving me loco
My baby go low
Go low
Go low my baby so low
She's dancing so low at the club
Oh no
The way that you go low
Is driving me loco
Making me kolo
did
You go from completely fine to you don't wanna
Talk at all? I mean, come on, what's the problem?
I need one thing done, it should not be that
you
I'll make you high
Crazy about you
Need you by my side
Crazy about you
One night and say bye
Estoy loco por ti
Stay with me tonight
Estoy loco por
a no-go, you don't know me, bitch
Keep an eye on your hoe, she wanna blow me, bitch
Get a load of this guy, lil' phony bitch
Man time, he don't know what
and mash.
How do you manage? Paranoid, don't even trust my boys.
Watch for them plots and deploys, envoys, scopin
Like a dope fiend, when I'm smoked in
to the vocal
I'm not a loco but I'm lookin' just 'til punk go ohh
Now you can't see I'm real great?
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