Lyrics:
(Cheese)
She be saying I'm doing
The most (Stop playin')
But I ended her sentence, and now
She just
And now she just curling her toes
She get what she want
make it drizzle hard
I got a passion for rappin'
So let's get it on so I
Can rap about what happened
I got the red light flashin' so
Get up, stand up
got our toes out, too
Call me when you get lost
I'ma travel the globe, you keep the block hot
Driver, open the door for me, my hand hurt
Find us,
Fucking with the larks
Playin' round you get parked
106 when I spark
On this drum clip, young nigga but I run shit
And you stupid as a dumb bitch
I make
the sickest
I heard it just like Curse of
The Lottery you hoes is scripted
Don't get it twisted me and
You was a difference
I'm a superstar you role
Playin
from playin' with that heater
Playin' with that pen, I hunt the reaper
Bitch, I'm tryna get even, hit 'em with that ether
They don't know about my
Everyday I wake up, tryna figure how to get this cake up
Everyday I
I just want it no lie,
Life is hard but I try,
I work hard to get by,
cin't
Josh Morton Music
Pay Up
YEEcYEEcH
Get it get it gotta get money
Man yall better stop playin cuz it aint even a game
Man its time to eat make ya
treason, and you know I'm gonna do it
Yeah, this is my season, so I'm gonna start by givin' you a reason
Gotta make a mill, then I gotta get it out the ville
on
I'm knocking homies off they can
Jus by doing a song
Yeaaa Yeaaaaaaaa
Okay
Ain't no time to keep playin round wi my needs
Mmmm okay
Momma told stop
stall
Stutter, softer than melted butter
There's no other word, go ask your mother
Hard solid as your city
Born in Brooklyn, can tell by the way that
so my soul
is a threat to all mankind. Born to kill, I'm wicked by nature, 'cause the streets of my neighborhood breed young hellraisers. A
30.06
voices visit you?
And tell you you'll be rich by twenty-six if you survive that boom (survive that shots)
'Spital views, hard to get you stable, it's so
make this life so hard I probably could be sober
But y'all make it so hard I keep on floating
Keep a toaster if the playin' with yo bread then bag
tho
Shawty playin game Nintendo
Gawd dawn oh my
Cant waste time cause the days go by
Moma told me get it so I gon get mine
Hatin ass niggas tryna stop
hoppin' out the fin den I'm maskin up
Keep on playin', I'ma cause a lil' static cuss
Yeah, my phone ringin' hard, I had to run it up
My bitch actin' too
feelings?)
Girl, you playin' with a real one (what?)
Got a couple millions and I'm still in the buildings (huh? Yeah)
Know I'm on the block, she could tell
to drop by
Get up off your clothes and cruise by
Shades high, nothing while you're with bluffing your team
Every time I'm with you blushing, your smile
Yuh, Yuh
Uh
All my hitters go hard, slap from the back of my mamas hand
Swear she got super powers
Playin' Tricks on my head like Wanda, man
But I
hickeys on your chest
Then turn around and blast you with a .33 shot Tec
You couldn`t rap, you was wack from the get-go
So you got bumped off by my head
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
trippin
Ya makin playin’ so Goddamn hard
Can't get enough of those Sellotape Kisses
Sellotape Kisses
Sellotape Kisses
Can't get enough of those Sellotape
it any longer
It's gettin' harder every day
The need for you is getting stronger
Than my need to play
[Chorus:]
Playin' hard to get is
Girl what you really on
Let me know if you fucking
With the Philly don
Flexing hard, ain't the one to act silly
Huh?
Mami ride me like a bench, get your
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