Lyrics:
up, baby
Just tryna get my dough up, baby-dough up, baby
We ship it out and pray it show up if it show up, baby-show up, baby
We celebrate, go
grabbed him by the throat until he called on me
'Cause my whole world lies waiting behind door number three
Now I don't want what Jay's got on the table
I still gotta re on my Lyca
Comfy, More time roll in my sliders
Few a my guys in the box like emails,
I ain’t tryna see no Lifers
Still putting 4
out of my range
It ain't gon be a pretty sight
If they wanna try to come stop my change
Cause I'ma ride or die with Mya
Two of the same so we a team
pretty good
Hustled up a little dough
But I got drunk and I woke up rolled
A couple of months ago
They got my harp and they got my dollar
Them low
didn't want to have sex with me
Cause she already know I'm the boss
Blindin' by the ice on my wrist and the cross
Rollin on 4's every time I floss
AK by my
When I first stepped on the scene, niggas was petrified
Jet back to the lab like they were being chased by homicide
My rap flow does you like
really wants
To get with me oh
She's a tease oh
You be always sittin' on my lap, and ya
Girl you can't be doin' that, if I
You don't want to get
dizzy
Niggas on the block know Mase motto
One thing about Harlem World, we all got dough
98' Tahoe, Tommy and a Roscoe
Case I'm every chased by
the cops
Ah, what they gon' say, ah, don't wan' play
Rrr, get 'em in the club, ah, smokin' on hay, ah
When I'm in my ride, ah, people walkin' by
Pistol
act brave
Chill son, you better off if you behave
Flip money while broke niggas trying to save
Lay low, I say so, my pesos
Import my cheese stack by
act brave
Chill son, you better off if you behave
Flip money while broke niggas trying to save
Lay low, I say so, my pesos
Import my cheese stack by
you need girl ima hold you down,
If you need a lil' dough we flipping got somewhere to go I'm whipping,
Be a love hustla whatever you need girl ima
you by my side
I just want you by side
I just want you by my side
The perfect love for me
Feel like 90s Rnb
And girl you best believe
I need that 90s
My niggas, this Coka
It?s Crackology 101, nigga
I breed you niggas, my sons
The penalty is death and I'm inflictin' the torch
And the best
to the S-S they put that on my chest
My car's the way that I flex
And people say I'm dope as fuck
They say I'm just too fly
I make 'em wanna get high
They want
and the great man Mannie Fresh
So what I want y'all out there to do for me is say this
Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ
Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ
Say go
on that Kane shit
Bet a ho go on and take shit
Want a deal of that Mary Kate shit
The OF, meet me by the lake there
Crooked ass niggas, I'm straight
after time
Got my checks now watch me take off
What's up now
(Keep it going Flip you coming off)
All my life I been surrounded by danger
Sneaky bitches
Blueberry Pie, he walks on by
And I don't know what to do
With that Blueberry Pie,
But I'm gonna try.
Oh, Blueberry Pie, sad and shy,
Won't you come
n**** ain't no Turnin Back
Where the f*** my hoes at who I pimp hard when they want to get to a tap
But you know you can do dat that luv I'm just hear
down
We live by his grace.
All my brothers and friends
They been say I dey try
Deeply for their heart
They all want mk I die
Why?
Why be say we can’t
like Mya
Ima fly black panther
Want me and my gs at the top
I swear to my God that we're going higher
Bad b loves gangster but wait nah b I don't love
And call me by my new name
(What is that?) featuring Lil Wayne
It seems like everybody, everybody, everybody
Everybody forgotten about me
Will I ever,
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