Search results for 'my job by soulja boy tell em' Page #833

Man, this shit hard as fuck, boy
My bro he a pull the the trigger
Can't trust no broke bitch

Yeah they be stealing kids
I was rich, before I signed

its no use
Still searching around but it cant be helped
I'm living my life all by myself
You're the one that I feel like I need
But I know you don't

nigga, was born by the river
So my flow is different
The purpose is greater
I'm sick as the clinic
My problem is patience
I hate being...late
I hate

hard
Youngin so fresh swear to God
My shawty she know, Knowles like Jays mistress
Some may say ya boy don't got it on lock
& ones that feel different

glasses now I curve bitches
Took my eyes off the road hit the curb wit it
Avoid distractions by any means
Now I'm focused on the prize
No blurred vision

That's light
All I make is vibes
I'm singin' wit the choir
Yeah I be on fire switch it up
I don't give a fuck
Boy Yo time is up
I used to tell em from

of the card intellect by the Good Shepherd that’s a heavy weight
But as it relates to life and Godliness boy we got the royal flush
Wasn’t offered like often

dreams, 
Black Luxury,
Living out our dreams,
Black Luxury....

1st Verse (Dat Boy Supa)
If I could rewrite history
And tell the story of my people how it's

you
Been known to scribble, so how the fuck I'm gonna fit it in

They ask who really started this shit, well tell em
Ollie did
All the switch up was

, what am I baking next?
I Get on The beat and leave it fried like some bacon and eggs

I told em bump my old records and be patient for me
But like

and watched it
I see y'all niggas out here sharin' outfits
Don't tell nobody, but they sharin' my dick
Man, wasn't nobody sharin' my shit
Man, na everybody

on my feet
Uh, ayy, right, left through the street
Ayy, need a crib by the beach
Been fly, you can check the receipts
Receipts
Ayy, got a bad bitch

Pop a little ecstasy, I'm a Power Ranger
Dive in the pussy, Kowabanga
She got good pussy, can tell by her fingers
I'ma take that lil' bitch out

Arch Angels

Xzibit, Ras Kass

The Lawhouse Experience, Vol. 1

1997

creme since I'm smarter I oughta 
Float like dead bodies in water 
Manana tell your girl this here mayatti got one extra backstage pass 
If she put 'em

nah
I don't know what you popping or drinking
But don't you take for a second
My patience's something to play with
I'm pretty certain by now, that life

Bitch I go dummy for this war we out the window 
When I see you better duck this ain't limbo 
I don't go by Vick to you I go by Big Bro 
My point ten got

Breakin' sticks on the heads of my enemies
And I'm fixin' to kill in defense of these
Monkey brothers (by my side)
My monkey love (can't be denied)
But

back road got me lost like voila)

I got my
I got my knock in 09
Lil knob on the side of the front seat 
Lil kid ride by like yak yak 
Felt grown boy I

fucking I ain't done yet
Double C, versace, you so bougie but I love it
I just lay out all my money on my bed and then I fuck it
Tell me what you tryna see

because we know there’s more than prisons and these bars

Behind enemy lines 
With no militia hold in one Missile 
And these two fucks keep my little boy

know why y'all even talkin' to me
I'm just tryna make good songs with my boys
At the end of the day though it's all just noise
Another day that I live

Quin yeah, me n fn finna talk my shit
Phone call, G money tell me to pop my shit
And I ain't trippin' bout nothing cause I just drop my
Shit
You can get

Hey,
I uh...
I got a lot of things I need to tell you,
A lot of things I should have told you a long time ago,
But I wrote em' out,
So...
For these

we got a problem then we came getting into it
Baddies in here tryna fuck em' by the two's
LED light yeah I'm setting the mood
Hundred shots ringing my