Lyrics:
to the top
And I'm never gonna stop 'cause you know that I won't let go
But when I make it to the top
I just always get pushed off
By the ones who I used
showboat with yo dough up in the streets
You want that beef think it's sweet? I'm a show yo ass I'm a beast
Boy I'm super strapped, yup I'm like Jojo nem
yeah )
Super cold don't need a coat (Whaa)
Wavy steer da boat (Do it)
Drippin all around me bitch I made a moat (Oh)
Niggas want the smoke (They want it
light
He can't satisfy you with his little worm
But I can bust you out with my super sperm
I go do it, I go do it, I go do it, do it
Do it
An I'm here
with precision
Are you going quit or take it the distance
It's the little shit
That makeup the difference
Got to stay consistent
Speak you opinion with
the fire while it happen, post it up without a caption
Got the super soaker legal, but the tree from mi amigo
Buy the ammo and the pistol, shot the clerk
different than you this shit exclusive
One lil hoe was buyin' so many percs, right there on Newson
My lil' brother robbed so many clerks, that nigga Ruthless
Walking the darkest path blood on the cloth and it's covered in chalk and glass blessed with a beautiful heart but I'm far from glad probably from
as he bled
On the path to nowhere
Take the bull by the way and lead him to the grass.
Don't cry just because it hurts
For the power behind the throne is
I can bust you out with my super sperm!"
I go do it, I go do it, I go do it, do it, do it
An' I'm here an' I'm there, I'm Big Ban Hank, I'm
there services on road
I mean shy I no you ain't no hoe
[SHYSTIE]
Listen yeah those question I ignore em 'cause I've got decorum
So I leave it
bout to roll up so what's the hold up?
And there ain't enough liquor in this club
For me to intoxicate a female
You gotta give it up
Tell her tricks
to call us but shit we rocking
Suck me sloppy
Fuck it I'm a take her shopping
Shit that's word to mommy
Boy that punani my Dasani
Drip all on my body
about it
Sweet suburban fantasy
My magazine reverie living fast
And high, let it pass you by
But there's glamour vicariously
In the cheap sensation
rather take it all and then I'm gone
But im always stick to it
And look back on my home
Everybody has somebody that they counted on
I dont know why
I feel
They're feeding off your conciseness
Instilling all these requisite
There's no more time for helplessness
But coodos
We'll battle this and harness myths
now?
Yeah, sure
Dope, Juanita, bring some weed in here, please, thank you
(You got it, Snoop, I'll be right there)
Thanks, Juanita, super nice woman
physical, or I'll see to it that you get used for FILL DIRT in some impending New Jersey MARSH RECLAMATION... and your girl-friend there will wind up
there.
Wow, and I'm serious. They're down there all year and I don't know how they can afford it. I was there, have you been there?
The beaches in
400 Years past it's over
Slave-ships and shackles they owned us
Hold on my niggas there's no rush
Just hit a lick by a billion
Now we scaring all
I need it's a beat he'll lend
I wanna take time-out, to talk about him
Cause frankly I don't know what I would do without him
We work together like
that it is now. It was still being built out. So I was able to sleep in areas covered in scaffolding, where there would be no one to see me. I would find
and just set it straight
Maybe we can learn to take a second to pump our brakes
'Fore we said it, regret it later and let it escalate
'Cause by then it's
I need it's a beat he'll lend
I wanna take time-out, to talk about him
Cause frankly I don't know what I would do without him
We work together like
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