Lyrics:
the Codeine with the Sprite
Free my nigga Gutta cah he saved my life
Take a pill I lost my mind now
LB step up in the building, got 'em blind now
Never said
today
She a hooker but I'm feeling like I make her bae today
KB 22 we pull up in a brand new Range
LB, how you really livin' day to day
These niggas
all alone
Yeah I still feel alone, with these hoes
If you ain't here, it's a broken home
I can call LB for that 41
It's a naughty one
We can
talk
Fuck the 12, why they praying LB fall
Spend my Benz upon my jewels to piss them off
I'm Gucci down baby
Polo in the song
Every time I pull that
but he gave evidence
I spent some thousands on that pussy 'cause she heaven sent
Yeah, up at the stove, cover your nose while I cook crack
Me and LB
Friday, I still keep my bro LB in my dua's
The strongest dominating characters always been through a lot
And I was creeping on my BM, she was pregnant,
the rules, how it goes 'round here, 'round here
Uh, yeah
Motherfuckers call me LB, remember the name
From long time I'm offside, been ahead of the game
Bando baby 29, yeah that's my guy
Me and LB fucked the same hoes at different times, times
Put him on headlines, lines
No you ain't!
Represent all of the time? No!
I came to this planet, a 8lbs cesarean
Now, I'm a badman-arean
Apologies to all aquariums
But I
lbs. 3 oz she's got my nose
And she's into my heart as deep as it goes
With a promise that's more than just someone's last name
Anyone's equal, in late
to make your Watergates flow
I'm resigned like Spiro Agnew that I might never know
How to HJ your LB Johnson
Know less about dicks than Samantha Ronson
lbs. 3 oz she's got my nose
And she's into my heart as deep as it goes
With a promise that's more than just someone's last name
Anyone's equal, in late
yeah, and worldwide
And stay fly nigga, yeah man, right right right right, Queen Bee, LB
Two thousand and, fuckin three, why not? we makin it hot
She
as you're told
'Cause I been pimpin prostitutes since 17 years old
Done seen LB, ?????, Warren why, AY, A-Cap, Norlean Clear
Patrick Camp, ??????????
yeah, and worldwide
And stay fly nigga, yeah man, right right right right, Queen Bee, LB
Two thousand and, fuckin three, why not? we makin it hot
She
right next to thee
Yeah, LB Confusion is on the mic
I'm givin props won't stop with the shit you like
So skip the trip, and spend the night
Cause
used to be dead broke (huh)
Eat that pussy, backseat in this foreign car
LB pull up with a brand new Audemars (Piguet)
Diamonds dancing, this watch
De una, una, una, una
Yeah-eh, yeah-eh, yeah-eh
TR1
Azul y oro
Oah, oah, oah
Yo soy del barrio de la LB
Azul y oro, nada en los pie'
Cuida'o
lieber auf
HNO, EKG und AOK
LBS, WKD und IHK
UKW, NDW und Hubert K
BTM, BKA
LTU, TNT und IRA
NTV, THW und DPA
H+M, BSB und FDH
SOS, 110
SED,
yeah, and worldwide
And stay fly nigga, yeah man, right right right right, Queen Bee, LB
Two thousand and, fuckin three, why not? we makin it hot
She
it came to see as we represent the LB
'cause everyday life, well its a struggle for me
I gots to handle my business and stay down with the homeys
when
on lean, now I'm feelin' like Weezy
Me and LB, Mario, Luigi
Probation on me, I'm still weedin'
Bitch so bad, got a nigga out breachin'
And this situation
glidin', tryna spray that
Yeah, when I used to fuck up my re-up and LB would pay that
Then he got me back rappin', man, I swear you can't repay that (uh)
ever prayed a Janazah, been to a niggas funeral?
And my yardie ting, sip fire water then turn up and do the most
Told my brother LB, don't go missin'
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