Lyrics:
to me you know to me?
To me and the Rydas up on your family tree
Cause everyday is something new
Now holla at Bullet yo whoo whoo
Everyday except
'fore ya even went seen shorty
The automatic beast, keep him off me
Shit, holla at me, y'all know ya know me
Ya drunk with them 1600 DSOPs
(Be dat)
talkin' about
Aight, I'ma get lit up on y'all one time
When the honey's walk by
You know they always slippin'
'Cause I leave 'em drippin'
Holla at yo' boy,
If you ain't talkin money, I charge by the hour
cnd f*ck yo baby daddy, that boy is a coward
Started from the bottom but I'm up now
Say the wrong
The fuck you sweating on my final choice?
Aussie rules baby, fact is, the goals is beside the points
You dig? I'm deep, they shovel you shit by the week
We
to the money that relationship goals
Never will I fold, pay me what you owe
It ain't a cougar trine holla when I wave the 44
Money don't change niggas it only
Oh baby..
You can't fuck with me, not on these beats
Not in these streets, any day of the week
You gon see defeat, call ya all ya
That's what you
a lot of gats; holla' back!
[Chorus]
You'll win by all means
Struggle for the cream
Hustle by ways of being
Don't let prophecy end
Don't let
' back!
(Chorus)
You'll win by all means
Struggle for the cream
Hustle by ways of being
Don't let prophecy end
Don't let the Po-Po knock me again
Don't
' back!
(Chorus)
You'll win by all means
Struggle for the cream
Hustle by ways of being
Don't let prophecy end
Don't let the Po-Po knock me again
Don't
You should holla when you need me
Got a hand that you could hold
I was told that I'm the best man
She ever had in her life
That's the reason that
She
with me
Infatuated with bad hoes, don't like these dumb bitches
Only rock with real ballers , don't do crumb niggas
Ayy, I just ran through twenty
On your Zenith (I really mean it)
Killa, bag me more mutts, they actually all ducks
Caddy more trucks, it's Daddy Warbucks
And you Orphan Annie, ma, take
want to be runnin' they mouth, nah
You want to slap that hoe teeth out, nah?
They holla "Break yourself or break your mouth"
That's you that want me
fuckin' Collins Bay, Gladiator School
Reppin' the way all day
Doin' twenty-five for a body
You feel me? You got me?
And I will be home one day
Holla
I took flowers to the cemetery
Chilling by your graveside
Same time I'm hearing whispers
Through the grapevine
But I’m never lacking when I'm out
them back
So don't stress baby, just relax now, and play your cards
Still remain playin' all of these cards
Until the bet pay off and put me in
it here
I can make it anywhere, yeah, they love me everywhere
I used to cop in Harlem, hola, my Dominicanos (dímelo)
Right there up on Broadway,
stacks, 110 to 150 I shake that. The
baby momma drama make me wanna holla, plus I
lost all my ghetto role models, This my
struggle mayne….!!
only holla when you be down on ya dollars?
I'm tryna pop my collar, just hit up your baby father
The only chick that call me daddy I'm worried 'bout is
close attention
While my road dog Sho tell ya how it G-O
(Sho)
Lord have mercy, anotha day anotha dollar
So many bills and problems, it make me want
your hoes, now you want to start a riot at my show
[Chorus] x 2
I'm gonna get my money on
And it won't be long before it's gone
Me and baby gonna do
holla, madala
Ke stara, kea dibala, ke dlala Liverpool
Ha ke le teng bana ba sala
Mapara ana wanna see me dead and buried in the park
But don't know how
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