Lyrics:
the stour I blow
With a mammy by the side as cute as Gwyneth Paltrow
So I’m all about this money, every day I count mo’
Fuck er face but nigga I’m all I’m
For the money I'm a deejay hands on deck
By the end of the night I'm a end in the bed
If the motives there I'm there I swear
Always sincere pull up
Hahahaha
We got a bag full of bullets in this bitch with no name on them
You know what I'm saying
When you been hit by the bitch
You know it was ment
no punk in me (Fye)
Halloween, how we light up ya pumpkin (Light em up)
Tie em up, take his Bitch & the munchkins (Ooh)
40 racks or Lil Sonny go
anyway
Let me slay artists for tips in the penny tray
By the way if that diamond ring don't shine
That's cause I bought it at the five-and-dime but don't
no punk in me (Fye)
Halloween, how we light up ya pumpkin (Light em up)
Tie em up, take his B**** & the munchkins (Ooh)
40 racks or Lil Sonny go
And cactus rose in China blue
I am a milliner
And I am the very best
They all tip their hats to me
Satin ribbons flowing free
They all tip their hats to me
I
food.for our dinner.
i have cried my self to sleep by the cold sea,
with no coat or blanket or dime for the phone,
and awakened in the warm sun,
in his arms,
new kicks
Red cup, Blue strips
Pretty face, Wit Cute lips
Big butt, Slim Hips
Clean ya out, like a Q Tip
Blowing gas, think I pooted
Bentley truck, like
Come inside my spot and you see cookers in the kitchen
Sweet tooth for the money I got cookies by the dishes
Pass halftime gotta play your position
fade was a Caesar
you try to diss I'ma get destuctive
walk in with a bubble man I'm gonna bust it
one by one wack dancers I'm callin' off
yo Play see
She couldn't be worse if the bitch had died
Be my girl, hoe! It ain't all that!
Got weave in your hair, not neat, and fat
Guess I'm understanding
I like girl that’s gon ride
We gon makes ones fly
We can do this all night
Chorus
This a song to get your money right
If you don’t wanna tip
used to steal
And he rolled a mean game of dice
A factor boostin' he was nice as he proved on the daily tip
At Macy's, he and this kid up in Lacy's
but I cheat e st garantoj q t vij perballe
Kur s jom n hood jom me Cuzzyn n beat dope tu pergatit
All this flex ta kthe dhipin n madam Bovari nuk
lay with me, girl ya ludicrous
I kept my mouth shut for a minute, man it's hard to relax
Monkey dancing rappers put a tip in they hat
Two thousand
shit all alone
Don’t need no one in my defense
Because I get this by myself
I try so hard to keep my focus
Tryna push through all the hell
When I be down
I don't have time for Cain and able raps
The MC who sat by the lake perhaps
Staring at your wave
But now he's waving back
And I am so niel in da
her soon get hit by a car with his brains out
Now she tying rubber on her arm to bring the vein out
Hopin when she shoot the dope in
It take the pain
it's a war
To be the best, you gotta beat them all
But you know that you can't
So repent
Take a hard look in the mirror
And smash what you reprimand!
an amazing line of star quips, health tips
All At Once You Unzipped
V2 You woke up wrapped in a blanket of depression
The few tips that my Daddy taught me
You & me, that was meant to be
You & I, it's written in the starlights
cnd I can't help thinking to myself, oh
ballin' hard, I need an MVP (MVP)
I know y'all envy me (envy me)
Tryna be at the tip-top, I'm climbing
Diamonds came from Water by G and they blinding
life by
Uh, come on
I'll see her in the mornin'
When she kisses me goodbye
I get to miss her all day
I don't even have to try
cnd I know she's out
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