Lyrics:
down with a Mystic
Better yet a Snapple, nigga want the juice
But he don't want the hassle
Then we try to overthrow the castle
Better yet the temple
after midnight
So be ready, to get sweaty, speed up or slow down
You want it, get up on it, it's 'bout to go down right now
Eternally thug nigga,
around look them mud eye gun 'em down
(That's how I hit 'em and) cool 'em off what the f*** is you hollin' bout
N****z be run-in wild) paid to strip
on the trigga of a pistol
They don't know I'm wicked, when I start to kick it
With the raw sound, wash it down with a Mystic
Better yet a Snapple, nigga want
mind
On the cash route
Niggas there with they ass out
Talkin bout YUNG WUN'S A BITCH (MAN)
That DS Clique
Ima bout to pitch a fuckin fit
And start
down with a Mystic
Better yet a Snapple, nigga want the juice
But he don't want the hassle
Then we try to overthrow the castle
Better yet the temple
is bold and they choose to roll
I kill em all, watch now nigga truth be told
Westside was the war cry, look how they scatter
Niggas dyin' by my
here then we might as well shine together (all up in my ears)
Better now than never, business before pleasure (the mic is loud, but the music isn't
[Lil Wayne]
What what what
I'ma flosser baby
Baller baby
A fifteen year old shot caller baby
I'm raised in the hood
In a all black call
Down
need it
I'm not about that life
I don't get down, get down like that
Some bitches do and some bitches don't
Some niggas spend cash on that ass
a couple hundreds
Fishing on a fishtail
With big money shit, cash money oilwell
High roller, shot caller, big boss
Original, real nigga from the start
is bold and they choose to roll
I kill em all, watch now n**** truth be told
Westside was the war cry, look how they scatter
N****s dyin' by my
up in them caskets
Try to get me where they want me
Before some of them jump me
Go tell em I'm a start a rebellion
Educate the felons easy on yeah
gates
In the club and she goin' off that snow white
Pourin' up activist, I need more sprite
Throw this Throw this cash watch me start a riot
Leave
found dead by the lake
Soon as you lay me down to sleep, bitch, your soul I'ma try to take
Pray for light today right away, why do they try to fight
a couple hundreds
Fishing on a fishtail
With big money shit, cash money oilwell
High roller, shot caller, big boss
Original, real nigga from the start
Cash a million
This time we full speed ahead at em
(here it is baby, what it is)
Punchin it to em i'm goin hard this time
Man, I been at it too long
that, drive that
You want it too but don't know where to start at
Fuckin' with me, nigga better bring his hard hat
Nigga where ya heart at, leave ya
slap box my ghost 'til one of us cry
Jae to the Won can niggas fuck around?
And they better say "nah" word to Allah
They dyin' down I got
go down, man, for real
Cash Money Young Money in your motherfucking throat, bitch
Swallow slow
Weezy F Baby, this interview is over
Go to the next
and snap
Chorus
I think you better let it go
Heard you been creeping round my baby's back though
Now what you sliding through here for?
I think you
You find out I'm crazy
Would you still believe me
Would you leave me baby
If the sky was falling, who would you be callin' now (now now now)
Start by
So come check the magic show by Deshawn,
And witness the way I put you to death with a magic wand.
Turnin' your home to a casket,
Turn your wife
Fetish groupies you see
Drill team drill that thing till that ass is soft (ass is soft)
Shone ring then we at yo' door (at yo' door)
Slow it down baby
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