Lyrics:
'em
Gotta pick 'em wisely
Gotta choose 'em carefully
Got niggas I know that weren't there for me
Got bitches I know that don't care for me
Could
nigga and I love you too.
Light up your swisha lil' nigga gon crank it up, you got your li
Ghter and your liquor gon drank it up.
Now swerve by if you
'em blind like bats (bling)
Diamonds for her in the back (blaow)
Hit that lil' bitch from the back (she stacked)
Ask me like how I do that? (what?)
need a cape (cape)
Lil' mama's head supreme (straight up)
But I'm still rockin' this Bape (on God)
All I know is two guns, nigga
If you a plate, you
Hit the purple main up, man I need a complete zip!
And if I catch you anywhere I can hit, you gettin' ripped
Verse 1, Webbie
I had to met her
big, by the line-you clip 'em one at a time
You do this shit by the month, I switch 'em up by the blunt
So don't be stuntin', respect that chickens
the passenger seat
My lil' homies hang with me, I be passing 'em freaks
Jewels n' drugs, play that hustle
Smother 'em, if you wanna be bad
Slap honey
on my neck and arms it got me
I want that Rollie' on my wrist
(Rollie', up)
When the light hit, that bitch glist
(Uh, look) want that Audi, yeah,
Woke up to a bag I might just go and splurge today
Called this little baddy up, pulled up on the andale
She got that tight charisma, make the hardest
dreams of Caprices
Drove by the teachers, even more by polices
How'd he get the cash? The day his father passed away
Left him with a lil' somethin',
'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party)
I cruise through the strip
22's on the whip
New rule: gonna hit
Thousand dollar outfit
Never
Mean Yashua The Hebrew
Now i 'Undestand How You Can Jus Kill c Man
Leave em Stranded'On c island Like Gilligan
9 Mill in My Hand'Pills By The Milligram
to trippin would you bust a 45 so he can't die
Would you stick by ya nigga with no blame on em (no blame on em)
If he had another baby would you change
it (just the finish it)
Hood (hood)
Pluto (Pluto)
Catch another b- (catch another b-)
Hit 'em up (hit 'em up)
I call (I call)
Might cop me an Aston, Martin on 'em
Anything I drive I own 'em, bad bitch and that ass ain't normal
Gotta put that pound game on her, beat it up she deep
tone
I told lil' shawty, "Ho, you probably never goin' home"
I told Boosie, "I caught a few bodies lookin' up to you"
I told Plies, "Every time you
dreams of Caprices
Drove by the teachers, even more by polices
How'd he get the cash? The day his father passed away
Left him with a lil' somethin',
I wanna hear the new shit, a lil, a lil somethin'
I feel alot of the hatred so I'ma go create you a hit
I'm feelin' alot of the hatred so I have
I promise to protect and serve my family
And the ones I love
By all means
It's my call of duty
Woke up, family calling my line
Real shit,
to say his grace
Somebody pass lil bro a napkin
It's toxic don't get started
Nope
Leave niggas broken hearted
Oh
I should hit up Iyanla
This coochie cause
Shhhh okay
Back it up
Back it up
Shawty stepped off in the club, lil mama bad as fuck
By the way she moving, got these bitches mad at her
You can pop
these VVs, like the sun up
These niggas Stevie, to the come up
Went got my bread up, let 'em wonder
If I ain't do nothin' I kept it one hunnid (ayy)
em up, Get em up, Get em up like
A bay bay thats what we say when we pull up in them trucks
Tell my label to cut the check I'ma gone spend it up
a loss, but you still gon' get beat (you still gon' get beat)
How much it cost? It never been cheap (it never been)
Turn your clic up, dawg (turn 'em up
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