Lyrics:
Ripped Jeans, only drinks whiskey
I find him by the fire while his girl was getting friskey, ohh
I say we go this road tonight
He smiles, his
Yeah..
I like that little leopard furry outfit
I love it
You gonna get pregnant wearin that
Put on this blindfold
Turn around don't look
tryin', I'm just always plottin'
Many men want my spot but I'ma always top em' (Let's go!)
Breakin' out the chains, in the stu I'm locked in
Got Actavis, I
In this lifetime you don't have ta prove nothin to nobody
Except yourself
And after what you've gone through
If you haven't done that by now
It ain't
advance
Try'n'a get right hoping that one day I'd be the man
The years went by I was M.I.A
I got rid of all of the niggas that was in my way
I saved
Took a couple shots to the face from some critics
Can't imagine what they gonna say when they hear this
I'm done tryin' to fit in, thought about
Polly-be with the Tec-9
Not to long ago Crabs try to test us
Talkin' that dumb shit tryin' to get the best of us
But when I ain't havin' it
Not takin' that
the wicked he knew what to do
Said, Noah, bring the animals two by two
'Cause I'm gonna keep your boat afloat for forty days
'Cause the good lord works in
my head and keep my mind from the sound
Harness all the energy I can draw within
Tryin' to tell my people that the lies they tell themselves their sin
"iron" the uniform
Under the bed that's where
Everybody ironed their clothes
You get two uniforms
So you keep one under the bed
For your visit, so by
by the code
Gems of game yea I study the lessons
Know I’m not gon stop till I’m reaching my goals
I had it packed in the party with thotties on molly
tweakin' while she feelin
Bitch, respect me now, but I just keep out, cool by any means
I'm straight up out the city, bitch, I'm gorgeous, part of me
She
Hey god
It's me again
I've been tryin to reach you for days did you not get my messages
Or did I not pray enough and reach a certain percentage
mockin' growl?
How do you think I got this deep gash in my brow?
Please wipe the blood from my eyes.
So it don't take, take us by surprise.
“I'll tell you
mother fucker
They don't respect shit anymore, man, I'm tryin' to tell you!
Yo, I don't give a fuck!
You gonna stay and you gonna kill the game!
Kill
with me
Don't want to be the one to keep ya for life
Ain't gonna be the one to make ya my wife
I want to be the one that ya kinda like
And you
caution, take heed
The cops are always tryin' to make a young playa bleed
So wet them motherfuckers 'cause they do talk shit
We been gettin' slaughtered,
Alright I'm gonna dial 9-1, then when my heart stops, you dial the other 1
Props to the people that start with Tequila
Why drink water when vodka is
And my nigga was chef'n up in that easy bake
Feins didn't know no better sold em two for eight (teen)
Lil nigga on the strip tryin get the cake, (mean)
ByStorm business.
Tell yo honey to go and listen.
I need for you and the Reepz to put a hit
out on the industry.
You know my fee. Wit a ten
dreams do come true
When you work hard to achieve your dreams
To receive those blessings
I'm gonna keep on pressing' to win
So my dreams can unlock
bound to blow
The formula ain’t never been original
You play the game and now tryin' to get an album sold
I’m surrounded by the muses and they gonna be
drinkin lean and I ain't gonna cough
Ima let them boys know how far I can go
Ima just wreck down on the fuckin down low
Keep my shit optimo in my mouth
say
You've been runnin' around
With every girl I know
Ain't no tryin' to deny it
'Cause I've seen it everywhere I go
So you say you wanna be my baby
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