Lyrics:
pull up, top down on a Prowler, they be like, "Who that?"
Common sense should tell 'em it gotta be a H.B.
'Cause don't nobody stunt like them niggas from
on
She let me eat it with my grill in, and tell me never turn the lights off
Skirt through the light, gone
But you know how to ride slow when you with
Tell me is there wack up the air
Rappers scattered off the gear
I can Mapem year to year it's like a tracker get distracted send em back like in
or 4 beers for the boys that I'm with
4 or 5am still getting 'em in
5 or 6 pound for a pint takes the piss
I'm cheap so I snuck in the flask on my hip
the get go
And they love how it sound off the headphone
If that boy talking down then I show em them numbers
How I get my payback like Venmo
Told em write
punk and get funky for the occasion
Superstitious, so I kill black cats and all that
and buck em down with the gat
E Double in the house don't you know
hoe
New finesse if I hit that lick you'd never know
I ain't stressed I just cannot let supply get low
Bih
Yeh
This is what you get when you multiply me
this pass me a nap-I-kin
I remember makin Beats on the desk with a pencil
Get a bag cop some diamonds ima put em in my dental
4:24 forever always got
watch me churn
There's only so many spots they're had to earn
Pack it up pack it in
Let me begin
Too many men are judged by the color of their skin
Their
the smoke huh watch me blow that smoke cuh
Call the plug on my phone tell him homie bring that dope
Me and my boys we blowing smoke You telling jokes I buy
and never let 'em see me sweat
'Cause in the end
I knew that I would have it all
While non-believers were prayin'
For my downfall
And some would call and tell
Had to get some party in here
She's got me stressing out like im in a test
Boy, stop glazing I'm know that I'm the best
Had to switch it up, I had
yeah!Shake ?em with the crossover,
Wildcats!Tell me, what are we here for?
To win!?Cause we know that we're the best teamCome
on boys, come on boys, come on!
you help me tonight
Hopefully I won't burn all of them tonight
But I'm in demand and I'd be damned if they don't supply
Light em up boys, smoke em if
try to fade me
If I show up to the function, gotta pay me
Draft pickin', model bitches tryna date me
Broke boys in my city, they don't rate me
I get
been lit I'm always working and shit
When I fuck a bitch I make her love me and shit
Can't drink out of your cup can't let 'em drug me and shit
Smoking
Just walk on down to number nine
Say, "Gimme a little bowl of red"
Peter Piper picked a bunch of chilli peppers
Tell me how many packs did Peter
peddling rhymes so much my calves hurt
Fly pelican fly Tony Montana work
Yeah I'm comfortable tell my other label I love 'em
Create a record collect
Patrol (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Tellin' me about the money Suge Knight stole
But don't let that shit leak
'Cause nigga I get swole
Niggas tryna get in to get
to pop me
But they all listened to, "Try Me"
So they know better than to try me
Semi-automatic stay by me
Her bro got a Hi-point that shit grimey
Ain't
fell
So lets ride
We do a lot of dirt to get by
And I don't think i got too much time
To be redeemed in most of your eyes
(I tell you this though)
Yo me and my man fin to get on some disco
Come on
What you want Disco
We got it for you
Up up in the club we make 'em disco
On the street
the hustler, curse the first sleeper
Enemies get beside me, flows go deeper inside
We we ride plots keep all my enemies blinded
Time will soon show, a thought
Subtle, you ain't never meet papi Try to do me but the shoe ain't fit
And ya jewels ain't lit you aint never meet, papi
This is a journey Big boy
Discuss these let me get em by soulja boy tell em Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In