Lyrics:
Mike, I'm sorry babe, but that's not on our playlist
And by the way, you sound great over the phone
Anyway, if you'd give us your request
We'll be
the benz cross county for some guap, plenty za, my lung is limitless
Mix exotic with gin and tonic, yo top 10 in my optics
Hen and hpnotiq, that hulk, taught
the water Mike Phelps
Sipping the liquor top shelf (Yeah)
We gonna certify step
You heard that running now
pass the nine, who wanna cross me, now?
And put my body in the lost and found
You with the business, then bust off a round
It's like the passions
on the floor cause
You live by the sword you die by the sword
You live by your word you die by some more
If you play the game you've got to live with the score
stretch fentanyl
Don't wanna rap, still gon' get that backend
Rich hoe attraction, can't fit by trappin'
Waitin' on bro for to tap in
Just for to go get
shit, history repeats itself
Once in a big 'ol summer holidays, my friends had set me
To jump off the first floor from the balcony
(GERONIMO!)
Well, I'm
And as for Lady Bevan (14)
We were both in labor, that's true
But anyone can see my new celebrity is you
I played the uke with Vernon Duke
So well in Dubuque
keep yea tool. So much violence in these streets it rarely make the news. No Law nigga ain't nobody playin by the rules. I just want the penthouse come
it girl
What you want to do
Don't take me for a fool
I'll take you by the pool to swim in you
Then let my swimmers loose
I'm like beetle juice
Feed me
Argentina
Im sniping these hoes like I'm playin' Arena
155, we pushin' the Ultima
Ice in my veins, I'm from Antarctica
I'm rockin' that cross, you rockin'
And this to me will say
Shake hands with your Uncle Mike, me boy
And here is your sister, Kate
And there's the girl you used to swing
Down by
breed
I'm born in the jungle, I'm fit to be, and will be
Charged to the first degree, Murder me
It goes money over bitches, that's the line I never cross
Mike Willy, Zaydiggy
It's Gucci
Burr
Go
I get so much cash in Vegas, I feel like I'm Elvis (wow)
I just bought a new Ferrari, it came with
the flame-thrower, so muthafuckas burn
You probably thought RSO's deep, well, you're right
We'll hit you up somethin fierce in a gunfight
[ VERSE 7: Tangg
a pistol put it to her neck (Neck, neck)
Baby Prince I got my fingers wet (Splash)
Niggas talking on the internet (Huh)
Well at least they got my name in
at the crossroad but I wasn't by myself
Some take the right and, some take the left
But lo and behold, what do I see?
In the distance, some resistance
[Chorus]
(CashMoneyAp)
(VanDough)
I be gettin’ money, tell by the smell (By the smell)
Niggas hatin’, I’m just screamin’, oh well (That’s oh well)
I’m movin’
papers and I feel like a ball hog
I can't pass dat, the way I hit
Dats only one round mike Tyson
It ain't no papers in my house, I don't write shit
But yo
care how many views it gets
Depression is a bitch but I keep that bitch in her place
Blow an o to the face liquor get sipped by the case
How many
one (one)
MCA, Adrock, Mike D, that's how we get it done
Like ladies and gents, attention
Nas in the house with Beastie Boys
We can turn it out
I fell in love at the liquor store
Fell in love at the liquor store
Ah she was buyin wine I was buyin whiskey
By the time I left she was comin with
Sucker punch somebody on a sidewalk
Car jack an old lady at a red light
Pull a gun on the owner of a liquor store
You think it's cool, well, act
exchange
Between Louis Farrakhan and
CBS'S Mike Wallace
You got to Nigeria, which is
If not the most corrupt nation
In Africa and it is
It could be the most
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