Lyrics:
Like a motherfucking Boss!
If I want it I'm a get it, it don't matter what it cost
You ain't gotta take my word, ask them boys down south
You ain't gotta
Niggas know when we step in the place, the whole city stop
Better tell 'em if they ain't know, put 'em on shorty
(We know how you be doing it baby) How
that
I'm quick to, tell a hoe her flow is wack
The type to, cop the jersey, throw it back
See I can stunt and tell a chick "Yo let your man hang out"
the boy loves me?
Oh, I'm hot tonight like dynamite
So I know I can keep that man
When it comes to love I'm a cut above
Any other woman
I'm a rough
When you sue me, you gon' be broke, you know
Ain't no way that you could bring me down easy
Any chick that you stick is real sleazy
Before I need you,
Shit I'll tell you what, you better get up on this truck
It's country boy living here baby, yeah
Roll the dice anytime I feel lucky
Scared money
is full of gold and I'm a city boy
And my outfit was in Vogue, I'm a pretty boy
Bounce, boy, Flacko tell 'em holla at a nigga G
Riding on my
When you sue me, you gon' be broke, you know
Ain't no way that you could bring me down easy
Any chick that you stick is real sleazy
Before I need you,
watchin ty-son
same night, same fight
but one of us cats ain't playin right, i let you tell it
people place yourselves in the shoes of two felons
and tell
'm sick I don't spit I vomit,
Got it?
One egg short of the omelet.
Simon says, shoot a nigga in his thigh and leg,
And tell him catch up like
if they don't want it
It's been so long
Since I met a chick ain't on my tips but then I'm
Dead wrong, when I tell 'em be gone
So hold
want the whole enchilada
I got 'em by the collar, watch me drop 'em
On the head at the bottom
You ain't gotta shoot 'em cause I already shot 'em
And we're the furniture
Let's get out of the city
Let me tell you about a band I loved
When I was a west-side kid, mmm
Turn it up
It's the Beach Boys
you born dumb
I pack a fortune
My time is too much for what it's costing
Hear any chick on the mic
You know I taught 'em
What you just might get
Is
you hate me, I just love you more
You don't want me, I just want you more
I buy you flowers, you throw 'em at me
I know it's sad but it's makin' me
If that means what I think it means, we're in trouble, big trouble
And if he is as bananas as you say, I'm not taking any chances
You are just what
fingas up
We hollerin SQAD UP nigga! SQAAAD UP!
You got a problem - tell 'em meat me by mine
You know the heat be by my nuts nigga
Man we can knuckle up
know it
Wanna bring it you ain't ready for it
No right now what's ya tell em go get boy
And lights out
And nigga I ain't playing with ya
Come any
waste time
Give me a sign
Tell me how you wanna roll, uh, mm
I want somebody to speed it up for me
Then take it down slow
There's enough room for
as the game rotates, and my chrome gets bigger
More and more girls want to fuck this nigga
Hard for a chick not to stick around
When I come through town,
I'd love to see L.A.
I really want to come kick it with you
You'll be my American boy
He said, "Hey, sister, it's really, really nice to meet ya"
Yeah
Hello, ladies and gentlemen
(Hit-Boy)
I made the fade famous, the chain famous
QB on my chest match the stainless
Amazing Grace, I
want the whole enchilada
I got 'em by the collar, watch me drop 'em
On the head at the bottom
You ain't gotta shoot 'em cause I already shot 'em
it
And what I want
Somebody tell me what's going on, going on
She looks like any other girl
But not like any other girl
I can tell by when she
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