Lyrics:
this new song It's dope man)
compact disc to the prime is optimist
fans and friends I'm universally cosmic
concrete jungles abound
you stand by
girl, ha, damn, girl (woo)
Yeah, yeah, you know you got that moneymaker (woo)
Shake it like a salt shaker (yeah), ooh, you's a heart breaker
But wait
Uh
Uh
Yeah
(J-j-j-j-j-Cardim)
Yeah
Yeah
These niggas losin' their minds
You find that there's no reward
They say they already home
It's
Allan Quartermain
I wanna roll up blunt and it's time to get high
And just like the dude I always abide
Funky funk, get low
Get that funk, with the funky
Uh
Uh
Yeah
(J-j-j-j-j-Cardim)
Yeah
Yeah
These niggas losin' their minds
You find that there's no reward
They say they already home
It's
Put a rack up on it if you ain't no punk
Do it up like the steps, walk it out like a pet
Off the top, get a tip like 75 percent
This establishment
Put a rack up on it if you ain't no punk
Do it up like the steps, walk it out like a pet
Off the top, get a tip like 75 percent
This establishment
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
On the phone speaking in code
Sneaky niggas want a piece of your soul
It's like the conversation change
hear it
Grit my teeth when I write my lyrics
You jump, I attack like a animal
No pity, no show at your funeral
Punk, your rap's illiterate
want
be puttin it down
Everything we do be blowin, better get on the ground
It ain't safe no more, it ain't safe no more (n****)
He keeps it wicked by
Street, Hillside type
(This is what we do, all day like this nigga!)
Mobb shit now!
(Get this shit crackin' den nigga!)
It's a drought on
(Fuck now!)
about
I grew wit' it (uh)
Your crew ain't even true wit' it
I see your man he's like, um nothing to do with it
I know you pack like that
But Cam, why
Yeah
It's Jessie baby
Ouh that's Jefe on the beat
Tu es la mélodie de ce chant
Que j'ai trouvé (j'ai trouvé)
Je suis à fleur de toi
Cela jusqu'à
sure seem rude
For fam like the Partridges, pardon him for the mix-up
Battle for your ctari cartridges or put your kicks up
It's a stick up
Now put your
different, we don't share the same beliefs
Fight in the ring or buy ringside seats
Either you like beef or you like to spectate
Give me gloves, and I'ma do it
heat
Feel like Jesse pinkman
Give it to the Streets
Feel like Jessie pinkman
When you hear my voice
I hope you notice me
Listening to Billy j
Mix it
today
Ya'll know how I'm comin' through the Source Awards
Somebody's jewels got jacked, man, it must've been yours
Ya'll dudes be talkin' out
I get that arab money like busta bus
I throw the condom on then I just rush to bust
Oh! oh! then I pop champagne
And I mix it with the goose it go
you bet? I'll never let nobody else
Ever think they could come between
What we got between you and me
'Cause, baby boy, you got it like that
And ain't
move is mighty smooth
I like his confidence
Never pressing me about other dudes
Other dudes they lame to me
They similar
The same to me
And game is free
Yeah, Uh-huh!
Your boy Juicy J
She bad, yeah
In case you didn't know, Juicy that nigga
I keep me two hoes like that nigga Jack Tripper
I shoot in
than you
And when you see me comin you know what is better to do
Cause when I come through clear it out
Play the sideline and observe how a real
when you shake it like that
I'll make it clear I'll make it understood
I like layin' by the fire with the burnin' firewood
With a girl on a bear skin
coming
We do it cause we want we ain't stunting
I'm off to the top like I'm in a marathon
I gave them the key cause the game is my home
If I wipe a tear
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