Lyrics:
(Dee, you poppin' your shit, nigga)
Yeah, uh, uh, uh-uh
I just got off the plane with this shit, man
Back in Miami, man, just left New York
I'm
Take her on a few trips
Now I'm the daughter of a madam
Inside of a pink phantom
If ya man got that cash
Then best believe I met him
'Cause I'm sharp
Take her on a few trips
Now I'm the daughter of a madam
Inside of a pink phantom
If ya man got that cash
Then best believe I met him
'Cause I'm sharp
Uh huh yeah look here
O-kay black kingdom stand up
My name Grafh ya'll-my nigga Lil' Flip
My nigga Gravy it's all gravy nigga
Watch this, uh uh
on sit down
I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T, do you know what that mean?
Baby Phat just relax, front ya own flat screen
Back rubs cook, clean and don't make her
lil' mamma mia and you already know
Who's ya daddy, who's ya daddy, who's ya daddy, hoe?
You my lil' mamma mia and you already know
Who's ya daddy, who's
come try to cheap talk
We cut your week short, them lil' boys don't give a damn
Go all out for that cake, won't hesitate to kill a man
Run in his
where we stay
I know this 'lil nigga man he only five feet three
Napoleon complex that's what I see
He pack a four to five when he walking through
secret I want it all
Tha coke, dope, hoes and tha fancy cars
Tha game is cold but it's fair nigga
Can't trust no man 'cause a nigga don't care nigga
just hear what I'm Saying
Go get the cash take off the mask
Lil nigga don't slip up again
They put in that work they kill you
For work this shit supply
Picture Lil' Kim dating a pastor
Minute man, Big Red can outlast ya
Who is the best? I don't have to ask ya
When I come out, you won't even matt-ah (oh)
tryna talk to me long.
Lil tweety from back home been playing games on my phone, girl been eyeballing me knowing I'm doing wrong,
Ya know what.... Imma
caking
(It's like PAC-man)
Everybody killing no choice
Go buss ya ass man
We get it in my friend
Young live niggas
This is for my body baggers
Them shy
Boosie he da baddest
I Got a down ghetto chick but I be damned if a nigga get married
I mingle with da finest, bling ya with my diamonds you can't see
R$b
All my niggas keep gangsta we always keep real
Ya niggas writing statements man ya coppin deals, (Rat)
Ya niggas ain't gangsta man ya niggas
[50 Cent:]
Yeeh...
I'm'a Soldier, I Done Told Ya, Don't Make Me Fuck You Up
Leave You Head Bust, I'm'a Head Busta, Man I Don't Give A Fuck
I'm'a
make me burn ya
Got this rap game by the neck
Known to earn a check
Nigga sleeping on the skills hate a nigga blessed
All these rappers once was fans me
On the most hazardous, and dangerous, and greatest adventure
Of which man has ever embarked
Prepared for liftoff
I-Self-Lord-And-Master shall bring
ain't uch gotta scream it sure you already know that
From boosie back to lil phat we gne stomp you out like a doormat
? the gun in the club ? that bitch
found by the trashman
Gang we don't bang we just slanging cutters
Start to stink when shit get deep we come from the gutter
Feel like boosie in 06 u don't
like veggie?
Gyal go Ritz for the mani pedi
CC bag look nice but the Birkin bag look way more heavy
That's just a big gyal ting, man ya get me?
Raemi
grinding (call it grinding)
Youngin eight with a automatic
Run up in ya village like cabbage
Banana clips for some war gorillas
Colonizers they supply
already ripped them
My brother Boosie done flipped them
We got high like a missile
And we be clean like whistle
I lay dat dick a winner
Just ask my girls
It's the man booty
It's the man booty
Tell me what you want
Is it man booty?
I'll supply if you demand booty
Bulletproof cheeks, Superman booty
It's
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