Lyrics:
have a dream, you wouldn't see
Little girl if you by my side, we gon make it big
You won't commit coz I ain't rich
Little girl if you by my side, we gon
asking for nothing, we working for it
Push it, peddled it to the people, they can't ignore it, this is for
All the independents, a few major labels
The big
never going to give up on that
Big romantic stuff
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*Written by Bob Geldof
*Taken from the album entitled
bodies from my temper creeping on me
That's from me cuttin' 'em off and being home all by my lonely
Bricks and bales
I prefer that chopper, it's gon'
I'm always hearin rappers big ballin on they songs
I do that shit for real and you'll never say I'm wrong
S-500 straight sittin on twenties
TV in
I'm always hearin rappers big ballin on they songs
I do that shit for real and you'll never say I'm wrong
S-500 straight sittin on twenties
TV in
Kinda funny cause they fake it when they callin' you honey
On your dick when they think a nigga, might be rich
That's when I shit, cause I know you fuck
Kinda funny cause they fake it when they callin' you honey
On your dick when they think a nigga, might be rich
That's when I shit, cause I know you fuck
Follow that cab it got dope in it, uhh
My potnah $hort got hoes in it
I'm always hearin rappers big ballin on they songs
I do that shit for real
Aiyo, this is big Nas
I wanna give a shout-out to my man Premo, you know?
From Gang Starr, no doubt
Lil' Dap, Jeru, Melachi, the whole crew
That’s what happens when you’re ghetto and
Get rich ‘cause you ain’t settled
They double back and try to
Box you in like Canelo
Bob and weave like I’m
Nuh waa c the big fat benz rolls Royce
And mi clean ina white
So wi tell dem
Surrounded by young millionaires
A million dollar right here
Hey gyal keep
turned myself into a big star
Wanna kill me, better plan, better think hard
Wanna be me, make a song, better go harder
Turned 15, bought a Hellcat, new
these hoes
If you slip and you fall I got you my nigga, hold on
If you right or you wrong, if you riding come on
By the end of this song, can't be hiding
songs waxing off
My nigga Q-tip
11 out 10
She ranks me over ten
When I clock these niggas
A sight to see Big Ben
11 out 10
She ranks me over ten
When I
make Dallas go wow (WOW)
I ain't on team Alvin, what you people sayin'?
Everybody knows Theodore gets the best suckin', goddam
Man, this song bops like
make Dallas go wow (WOW)
I ain't on team Alvin, what you people sayin'?
Everybody knows Theodore gets the best suckin', goddam
Man, this song bops like
Got a couple records on me
And I might spray
If I don't make five songs
It's a light day
My drip ice tray
Your drip sideways
If you hating
callin' me
Ho, I ain't goin' home
In the booth all night
Nigga, I gotta make these songs
You a weird nigga
I call that boy Baby Carmelone
Plus we shoot
intro: This is one of those songs you can clap along too...
[Slug]
Hides the eyes beneath the bill of the cap
Walks amoungst the flies that hover
made this way can't change my wrongs
I'm getting money collecting my fees
X on my back, that's by any means
Rich out the system as long as I'm free
It's
Stackin' money
Boy, I'm stackin' G's
I stack it like a G
I stack it nice and neat
Yeah
(Ugh)
Tucked by my hip
I'm packin' heat
(Packin')
Call me
By the night I'm wearing all black, fucking that bitch and I'm pulling her tracks
These niggas is talking on me but they songs is wack
Now lets talk
love song to
spit noting left i done moved on yea you a lil fine
but you just do me wrong its just a big psycho of me
being sweet and you going psycho
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