Lyrics:
the water with a bathing
Don't be evasive
Hol' up and face it
'All need a face lift
Twinkle little star
Twinkle little star
Twink, twink, twinkle little star
"Real Gs move in silence like lasagna"
So Imma get my pasta
I'll ice the rollie out and lift it up without a spotter
I told that chick to bend it over,
son the max
Will lift up his soul
Show respect when you see her
Nigga let it be known
That her son was a legend at 21 years old
I know he laughing in
shut the fuck up, and baby get to spankin'
He stuck his dick in my ass and lift me like a forklift
God-damn baby yeah I call that abortion
If he sent me
Caught you slipping like I mopped the floor
Got her slipping when I hit it slow
Speed it up now she on go
Lift her up and she drop it low
Pick her up, yeah
diminish
A man to finish the fixin
Ima bomb amp balistic
Rockets in my pants and it lifts me up
Gotta show the bomb show them guns
They gotta know whats
when she ride my trike
Smoke in the sky, look at that, my, my, what a sign
Party people, come and hop in my ride
They say they need help, it's about that
a motor
Watch this hemi move
Feeling like Obama
Presidential jewels
Open up a zip sniff ooooooo
She's about to lift sit cruise
To the top it's me and her
Things that make you go, hmm
I was in the crib, sittin' by the fireplace
Drinkin' cocoa on the bear skin rug
The door bell rang, who could it
Things that make you go, hmm
I was in the crib, sittin' by the fireplace
Drinkin' cocoa on the bear skin rug
The door bell rang, who could it
of yours sitting up on your high horse
Did you feel like a big man when you made me feel so small
Well it's time to turn the table
Time to watch you crawl
[Chorus: x 2]
The things, that's on my mind
When I be sliding by, in my city (in my city)
It's the things, that's on my mind
When I be sliding
do it by myself, you ain't really like that, you won't do it by
yourself
I get fried by myself, I get money by myself
Always new to get up off my ass,
man
I can never ever change, man
God, you made me solid no matter the circumstances
I can never change up
Walk by faith and not by sight
But I can't let
Tommy Tek Da Underboss I got family wid me
To my 0.T gunners my killys my Younger’s
From home in Tokky to all da way back up by da Humber
Till we
WHO Next
Going for the throat like crew necks
It don't matter I don't care who flex
Cuz I'm outta that game like 2 techs
Who next
Tryna lift God with
to the daytime
Splashed up, boy, I'll let some pape' fly
Shit, yo' lane dry
Unk in the kitchen, masked up with the K9
Seen my mans try to cross me, all them
when you a hustler and go as hard as me
Baby girl twerk, twerk, twerk
Put in that work, work, work
Lift up your skirt
I popped a perk
So I’m off
Yeah it’s back to the grind
Yo big man look alive
Tings are falling in line I’m obliged
To be part of the team that’s Unclassified
Sovereigns by no rules
Why nobody trust the police
Why if a young black man pulled over
Gunned down in his whip
I think it could have been me
Telling me you want peace
But
now a Nigga fed up (yeah)
And I promised ill lead by example (promise)
I drop fiend for it cus they Needed a sample (Fiend for it)
Now they fiending
mistake it for softness
But I ain't no silly sappy singin softy
When push comes to shove, ya better back up off me
Cause I am 6'2 and I ain't no little
summer
Cruising up the coast in the California Sun
Memories on the run
You and me fly by lovers
Chasing these roads to a place to call our own
And this is
You put your heart up on a shelf
I know it's hard to be by yourself
You need someone that's true and strong
Baby someone just came along
I am
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