Lyrics:
get your tables I roast your whole record label kids
Yo E (what's up G?) Bridge
And you blow my mind, baby
And you blow my mind, baby
(Press
bellybutton
I got to, keep it gangsta
Your home girl want some, I just might bank her
Shank her, bank her, and take her bankroll
Big Snoop Dogg and my game
Big letters, all big and bold
Old Dirty Bastard, bask and blow
I'm in heaven
With my boyfriend, my laughing boyfriend
There's no beginning
my glass and shout shanghai
My drummer friend comes shooting by
He said Errol Flynn will never die
Oh no! Who am I to question why?
And are you
unapologetic
Big willie with the blow, niggas, I am legend
School of hard knock, I attended
Selling hard rock, fuck who I offended
I was a goner, punished by
It never ceases to blow my mind
It does it to me every time
Standin' here lookin' at you
It makes me wonder what He was up to
Was He thinking
the moment
Never cross my mind again
Come to another stand and never
Cross that line again
Name is Louis Will, but I'm from Memphis
Tenn where makin' easy
blastin'
But I just can't quit
'Cause one of these honies Biggie gots ta creep with
Sleep with, keep the ep a secret why not
Why blow up my spot 'cause
wanna do this for those that inspired me to be
And multi faded me, to store my legacy
I give a shut up to my man Ezze E
A big R.I.P, cause he believed
my mind all the time)
To blow your mind (blow my mind all the time)
Don't waste my time, baby (blow my mind all the time)
I blow your mind (blow my
blows when the sun comes up
Hit the floor, keep your big mouth shut
Eat your breakfast on the ground
Work like hell 'til the sun goes down
Forty
someday
Big wind gonna blow up, take my blues away
I ain't goin' down that big road by myself
I said I ain't goin' down that big road by myself
If I
And them catfish they all know me by my sigh
I keep my nose on the westwind
My eye on the water
And my mind on my business all the time
Well I get me a plug
recreation but I'm good in the bed (good in the bed)
Tony Snow, I keep big blow (blow!)
My homeboy gal wanna fuck me on the low (low!)
But I don't wanna
pain
I spent time in the game, kept my mind on fame
Saw fiends shoot up and do lines of cocaine
Saw my close friends shot, flatline am I sane?
That
a flyin'
I sing a little song and I have lotta fun
Then before I know whistle blow a big man rolled my way
He pullin' down and I'm hit the ground
that's my baby)
Yeah (mm-mm)
Yeah, yeah (mm-mm)
Go (mm-mm)
Yeah, yeah
Levels (yeah, yeah)
Rich-ass steppers (yeah)
She never been hit by a stepper
my money grown
I know some niggas got rich off of zones (rich off of zones)
Made double digits off Apple iPhones (brrt)
Throw that shit on, I get
Yeah
Uh
Ayy
I got dead men in my pocket, this shit gettin' scary, yuh (woo)
Big racks on me (racks), I feel like Refrigerator Perry (racks, P,
That's how we know money ain't you
Bitch, I been had, bitches been bad
We buy big boats, bitch, I'm Sinbad
Downright sinful, bitch, we been full
All my
Hey Harmonica Man
What'cha calling my name?
Tell us if you can
It's my one big thing
Does it really move?
What'cha want to know?
What they say
refined
Say wouldn’t you like to know whats
Going on in my mind?
So let me get right to the point
I don’t pop my cork for every guy I see
Hey Big Spender
nothin', but a burglar's torch"
And them that was caught in the cover are all rich and free
But they chained my mind to an endless tomb
When they took my
pain
I spent time in the game, kept my mind on fame
Saw fiends shoot up and do lines of cocaine
Saw my close friends shot, flatline am I sane?
That
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