Lyrics:
tell from all these paper cuts, on my hand
I been on the straight plan to make millions out of grands so
All I ask is you keep it real it's Super Ville
in shows
And I’m a fly nigga, might step out in a robe
Niggas know how I come through like Hov
Like BIG and I see y’all on that DVD
I’m on MTV, 'cause
playing strings
I'm like
What is that? I think I could go higher!
Oh, shit! Why'd you do that?!
I'm starting over i'm starting
Over! That was so
Same
explanation
All he needs is a bad boy driver
To help him escape from the destination
If you live by the gun, die by the gun, yeah
If you live by the gun,
bout what I never do
I had a jumper y'all were Adam twenty two
And I don't say this all to sound hot
They say you'll find who you are by understanding
they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
a Mag
You a fag, you love being ass to ass
Grab a gun by the nose with the butt to gat-spank ya
Never say that I'm a gangsta (now that's gangsta)
slow it"
They said look like I'm
Shootin' in slow motion
Hop out, walk down and stand over 'em
All this shit here could've been avoided
You know that
gone come down Benz and bladed up truck
All that shit, all that shit is good
And everything I have gotta be wood
All over, even in a Range Rover
Im born
home
Because I want to see you there. Yea, yea, yea, oh
This is my longest song, the longest song, the longest song
The longest song, the longest song,
a day
Once a day all day long
And once a night from dusk till dawn
The only time I wish you weren't gone
Is once a day every day all day long
I'm so glad
and intercept it
Took me out the field into his grace we too connected
Holy spirit guiding all my moves i'm too protected
Told you bout my angels they just
Come on
What I'm doin' to the game right now is quite disrespectful (yeah)
(Yeah, nigga)
Grandz
I didn't mean to make you niggas cry (schemin'
killa, baby, I cry to
The best thing for me is when I'm laying beside you
Turn you over, open up, get up inside you
He a woman beater, no doubt, and he
momma
You can't tie a sweater over that ass, or hide it in pajamas
We lay back, blowin' ganja
DVD, she make it hard to watch a flat TV, whoa
I crept
you wanna play with me
Mama taste like candy, come give me a kiss
All over my sexy body, I work it like a gypsy
You know you want this
I like a man who
wanna kick in your teeth
Everything you love about rap in one disc
These Internet rappers just beef
Over dumb shit
We all about the cash, we all about
a dollar to swallow back
I hit her right off of twitter, follow that
I'm booking face, my network is social
Young Money, Cash Money
We coach who coach you
to get your fuckin throat slit
I wanna call Gus and hang you by your pedo wrists
This is not a threat, just a little wish
Also scammy fake mechanics do
PG like KKK's with AK's
My AKA is AA take you off the road ASAP
DDT these JLS MC's
What you just saw basically
Is how to murder the ABC's
Cause I
over some bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this every day, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did with
over some bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this every day, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did with
booties and big dreams
Christina Jaleesa Maria Celia
Bad bitches is all I need
You know shit get dangerous
Baby don't come to crib unless you got no
checks
Give a fuck about the fame all I want is respect
Man, we got this shit sounding like its dipset
Baby girl, come here real close and get your lips
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