Lyrics:
her maker
She want me to hold her down but y'all I'm no anchor
I don't save these hoes that means I'm gone sank her
Her nigga call me crying, he heard
keep her hair fix she keep her nails done
She blowin by da bar she throwin thousand ones
She rock da stunna shades she a stunna man
Oh she see a stunna
gone get richer
Big dope hmmph this purple punch
Fast money in pocket I feel like big unk
Light up the wood by my Granny's she hoo say smell funk
Just wait for the verse
Cause you could get it first
April forth nineteen ninety four ah real star was born
By now all of the fakes should be gone
I know
you off set suckas think a gunna gon' change that
Getting 69'd by the beast hound they domesticated not wild
These cats foul meow these eyes wise all
to walk it out
This is not Unk plus shouldn't have to walk now
Mom put a creature like me on earth I should've owned it all
Tour the world on a walk down
in uptown/ by a fly Unk from 2 up down/ TPR we up now/ solutions gettin elevated/ findin out why we kings n why we melanted/ most examined n
by ten got a pocket of blues
The difference between me and you boy im having real motion I know what to do with it
Im not a chef but I get in
So many people be misled by their own s*** (d***, d***)
& I still sip from the bottle, jamaican model
She Made it waddle inna' resort
Booked a flight,
blood yeah I holla blood my cuz
Went to pick it up he was giving me a ton
Take it back to Unk and he divide it and he move it
Open up the back window
a stage behind the scenes
Living by the street code so you always need yo heat
You can never say you love me if you don't know what it mean
Pacing back n
wacking
Ugh
Catch an opp by the corner you know we gone blast him
Bullets gone rush him as soon as I pass them
Block all they numbers as soon as I smash
when you notice I'm in control
DJ-Unk
What them tables turning for (for)
I'm a monk
I can scratch your itch with this flow
Round them up (up)
Eeny,
Presidential kush gotta smoke everyday just
To get me high love me now
When I make my first 10 mill
Ain't nun to talk about
Walk it out like DJ Unk, go DJ
with me
Sneaks spiky then a bitch might fuck around and make you bleed
Can't be riding by myself brody clutching arp
Your bitch said I smell good she
the man just call a nigga stan
Scope a nigga out
If he playing mail man
And have my Unks come get him
Call them the trash men
Yeah, I'm scheming
And I'm
that text, I hop out then I go
Smoking Sunkist, pour pour pour up by 4
Shawdy foreign and she got them rolls
If she got some friends, let em then I
them write a check and pay me
Unk been having motion in this shit lil boy I was a baby
And my OG always showed me what i would want in a lady
I been
to be caught
You can keep that petty money, loyalty cannot be bought
I'm the face of this shit; why you think I go by don?
Unk said "wait your turn, you
nothing but that killa
I been hanging with them gangbangin cap peelers
You know unk gave me the game he was a crack dealer
I was serving them white boys who
CamTong Productions
Quiik, this shit is getting folded
Rather go against twelve then get carried by six
Ginobli, i made a play off the bench
Your
moved
Unk came thru
Cause he had my back
I mean my mommas
He loved me
Like his own son
He had a family
2 daughters and 2 son
Lil cuhzzo
That's my nigga
We
they throw the book on
Niggas hate every chance turn you to a book worm
Unk say i was watching elmo when he went down for big bird
My cousins nem had
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