Lyrics:
plant based
We ain't even in the same circuit
On ya six
I'm lane merging
Wit no turn signal
The game dirty
Never let a nigga
Know my next maneuver
Just do
One, two... one, two
Keith Murray and Jazze Pha
Servin em well and as you all know we are crunk as hell
Woke up at 8:30 on a Saturday morn
Grab
pack heat
Got turned out early by them scandalous freaks
Addicted to crime so I stay in the mix
With a love for hoochie chicks and pulling jewelry
Western Women Made A List Of What Type Of Men They Want
6 Feet Tall Male Making 6 Figures, 7 Figures Or 8 Figures, She’s Being A Gold Digger
Not
Western Women Made A List Of What Type Of Men They Want
6 Feet Tall Male Making 6 Figures, 7 Figures Or 8 Figures, She’s Being A Gold Digger
Not
Tay
She got hit by a stray bullet long live cc
When HotRod Died I was in the run like Tay-K
It was me my pack my studio and my c-K
The streets is
Every human out of my sight before I count to ten
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
I'm hungry like I never ate
Set a table up with knives,
a snowball fight
This winter day in the morning
I saw eight penguins marching by
Waddling, they were waddling
I saw eight penguins marching by
This winter
(Oh yeah, Woods)
Ayy, ayy, Scarr what is man?
(Ayy Mario, this shit hot)
Fuck goin' on 6?
ESPN, nigga
Double-R, nigga
Shoutout 1017
Big
employing you
You could do the nine-to-five
Or the ten-to-six
I'm twenty five-eight, holmes
That's my shift
Them niggas out of bounds like a referee
I'm
[Beanie]
1, 2 Sigel comin for you
3, 4 I'm gonna kick in your door
5, 6 man I want those bricks
7, 8 gonna give up dat weight
9, 10 I'll
just hot (Come on)
Young niggas stay fly at all times (Uh)
Hoes 21 and under with gangsta rides (Uh)
Keep our guns by our sides at all times (Uh)
a hotrod
I'm a hot rod, spit venom from a V8
Damn I'm too fast, that's how I'm even paid
All Throttle lock in and I'm never late
Corporate running but I
a buck, a buck?
A soup pot, a blender and a measurin' cup
In my section eight apartment complex
Messy mattress, and dirty carpets
"Nephew, did you get
freaky in the kitchen somewhere round the stove
In the chumps we chilling in some hotel robes
I put hot towels on your body and massage your toes
There
make themselves a stench
and bring shame on themselves.
6 Righteousness guards the person of integrity,
but wickedness overthrows the sinner.
7 One
inside our dna
And no abomination inside our dna
Count it
One two three four five six seven eight
We can count our blessings all the way up to heavens
to get by, got to get by)
Chemical rain that falls on trees
Waves that change our chromosomes
The planet gets hot, you'll got to get by again... yeah
comin' with your shit raps
You man are get bitch-slapped, by some bitch that I bitch-slapped when I was high on a spliff
And a six pack, and a bitch back
Five and six she talk with me and think we click
Seven and eight just need my homies and we straight
I make a track and release on the 5th
By the 7th
number 2
After beer number 3
All girls looks so hot
Try to make out with some chicks
In the parking lot
Beer number 4, 5, 6, and 7
Now I'm wasted
One, two ; watch out for the man in blue
Three, four; I keep it raw and hardcore
Five, six; you're beating us with nightsticks
Seven, eight; I'm forced
dump
One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six
(Seven)
Yo what you need, okay the same thing
(Shit)
One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six
(Seven, wait)
Eight Oh Four,
On God you captivating
This is manipulation
Hands down the daughter of Satin
That got me thirty-eight hot
You keep me motivated
To keep my jealous
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