Lyrics:
video?"
It can't even render
(Man, where my shit at?)
My bitch pulled her pants down when I asked
"What's for dinner?"
Bitch, you see a pussy ass nigga
When
to lay it down
Hide in me,confide in me
Don't you think it's time to be
Everything we tried to be
You and me should lay it down
Speak to me, be
Here's a story bout my lil' homies, straight thuggin'
Lil' bad young mothafuckers, gotta love him
You could catch him in his G ride, clutchin' his Glock
the foundations of society
And by my side is Dj Rob Leet
Crafting beats so sick they'll sweep you off your feet
Together we stand against the tide
Exposing
take you off the map
Lil nigga
Yeen ain't gettin no money
Get the fuck up out the trap
Lil nigga
Then took a loss
Two hours later back in the trap
lay up
(And I say)
Time flies by, just like the sun coming up
And when the moon come out
Yeah you know I'm trynna lay up
Yeah, uh
Time flies by, just
lil lil tiny lil lil tiny lil bit like yall.
You kno who you dealin wit?.. I told I'm half Coo-coo,
Half motherfuckin crazy. I done bit half of my lip
Don't come to LA, Nobody fucking with me
I go broke rob fools for their jewelry
Stick yo hand up like you guilty
Doing things that my momma said I
See the oops and lay-'em down too (Lets go)
(Lay-'em Down)
Yeah
(Let's go )
You know that I'm sliding (Sliding)
I'm in the jets I ain't hiding (Hiding)
got a fast break, nigga, pass me the rock
Tryna take my team all the way to the top
Think you want smoke lil' boy, but a stop
This my respect
on the couch, rolled up, then I told ha
Come A lil closer
Lay her head on my shoulders you know that its over
You know that I like you, I'll try not to bite you
Movin' work on a Greyhound
Counting up what I made now
Try to rob, get laid down
Got the whole hood sewed up
Got rich sellin' break down
Break down
mind it
Lemme lay these vocals down the finest
I could show you more then I tell you bitch I'm trying
Blood poked a nigga cause he tried to rob like lil
Bitch I'll pop it if you on that nonsense
I got yo shorty she throwing that noggin like she like the music I got the hoe bobbin'
Imma rob that lil
Mentally ill, please someone call a docta'
911 it's emergency go get a docta'
You don't know by now boy they call me Waka Flocka
Gotta bad habbit
have to beg)
Stain Gang shawty
Bussin' juugs from the window
(Lay on the bed, and give me head)
Buy more than an ounce
We rob him down the same strip
to blow
Lastly you see:
Me, be three by three
Firing these things called TNT
Fire these things called TNT
These things called TNT
They call me TNT
Lil Mama be your girlfriend
Hey, hey, you, you, I know that you like me
No way, no way, no, it's not a secret
Hey, hey, you, you, I want to be your
Lil Mama be your girlfriend
Hey, hey, you, you, I know that you like me
No way, no way, no, it's not a secret
Hey, hey, you, you, I want to be your
(Nothing at all)
March like a motherfuckin' band with that K, uh (bah)
If you stand on shit, that's where you gon' lay (lay)
Live that way, gon'
geeked
Heard your man a lil bitch, imma park down the street
Pull up white van, everybody in a mask
Where the muhfuckin cash, n we rollin ten deep
Heard he
might spend a lot of money, but that shit only a faze
I don't host hotel parties, you won't catch me where I lay
I get smarter by the days I'm in
broke em all down and we all got high
And niggas don't be trippin don't be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like
deez streets for the heat
You better practice what you preach
'Cause everybody want a lil' peace
Now you fucking with some real o.g's
Every time we hit
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