Lyrics:
Holla at your nigga baby bring your thang
You could shake what you got
Get your pussy real hot
Jump in the gator we could slide to my ???
Just
a player, I just crush a lot (no more)
But me and Punisher still got what you're lookin' for
Uptown, baby, Uptown
I don't wanna be a player no more
I'm
screen man
I bring the whole hundred shit what you gon do for me man
Look at her own income she a beast man
Bad bitches holla business first then streets
shit)
Shimmy-shimmy-cocoa-what, listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now
Mmm, I'm goin' down, down, baby, your street in
another shot
Damn the music loud
I'm 'bout to mix it up and blend in in the crowd
Grip slip slide by the dance floor
Baby grab me by my hand say she
I leave
Step to me
Come and holla at me now
The dance floor is crunk now baby
And I'm tired of standing here by myself
And you know I'm
you
Got me turned off completely by that sheisty shit that you do
Knew from jump yo' aim, straight through them spandex, don't front
Just name, spots
it, ay
Hold up, bitches simmer down (uh)
Takin' hella long, bitch, give it to me now (uh)
Make that thing pop like a semi or a nine
Ooh, baby like
behind and chose C-M-B
It was impossible on the road every week, but I know enough
And I follow by everything you ever told me, think wisely
Watch over
Chyeah! You guessed accurately
It's me, ladies and gents
Weezy F baby, please say the "Baby"
B told you that, yeah (Gangsta Gri-Zillz)
Gangsta Grillz
are shoes by the way)
You're so contagious, I can't take it, have my baby, let's just make it
Excuse me, what's your name? You're so foxy girl
This
Okay, now he was close
Tried to domesticate you
But you're an animal
Baby, it's in your nature (uh huh)
Just let me liberate you (uh huh)
You don't
I'm leaving messages and voice-mails
Telling you I miss you
Baby, am I doing too much?
Why you trynna dis me
When I just wanna kiss you
Baby, am I
broke boy trying to holla
So baby shut it up please show me dollars hey!
One for the paper, two for the money
Brand new bags, new shoes yea I want it
All
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,
it, ay
Hold up, bitches simmer down (uh)
Takin' hella long, bitch, give it to me now (uh)
Make that thing pop like a semi or a nine
Ooh, baby like
Please
Golden Child
It's The Great
Who you know on it Holla at me
Holla You need me on some
I deliver to annihilate cause
I be determined
I told em I ain't
on the road every week, but I know enough
And I follow by everything you ever told me, think wisely
Watch over me my nigga, just guide me
I swear to you
me
But tonight Shady's rocka-by baby
You look like you're in another world
But I can read your mind
How can you be so far away lying by my side
You
Ladies and gentlemen, make some noise
Aw shit, yeah
Y'all ready to get this shit started or what?
Aight, well, I brought some friends with me too
crews
It's the murder man mack, I stash in the Lac
I bought my bricks from these dro back stacks
It's the Birdman baby come and holla at me later
Duck
no.. (never love her)
She, say, she, slick
I'm, like, baby, please
She, say she's got a man
But what's that got to do with me? (f'real)
Some
you ain't got no ride holla
Lookin for the hook up holla
Holla, holla
(Verse 1)
You can catch me in the land of the greenest snaps
Stanks from tha
for me, it's so hard, yeah
Good to get away
All by myself each day
And talk to you
(Holla in the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth)
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