Lyrics:
scouting never make no offers
Damn I should've listened to my bro he told me dawg her
Every time my heart get next to hoes it get softer
Looking at my credit
take credit for the come up
Yea you know I gotta look up to God
Now they callin' me a young Boss
Authentic we ain't never been fraud
Shawty say I look
think of all the ways
That I could endeavor
*To live* a life that's better
And Work for someone who
Understands a hustle
And knows when credit's due
words
I'm EazyElz case you ain't heard
What more can I really do
I'm getting credit cause credits due
Give credit when credits due
I ain't gonna change
if you're not sure
Points of interest and buzzing words
Manipulating the machismo score
Shut up you bastards I know what I'm doing
Now give me credit
Stop!
Everybody Take Credit!
Everybody Take Credit!
Everybody Take Credit!
Take Credit!
Take Credit!
Take Credit!
Everybody in the Band!
Take Credit
the fame now like all my n- told me
I'm a boss now
I like flexing with my men
Come and take a beer then add the credit to my name
Doing this mean time 'fore
much does it cost to get a piece?
Cash, Card, or Credit card if she want it mi have to pay the cost
Cash, Card, or Credit card if mi want it mi have
Go get it
Stay with the bando fetish
Bust on my ting
Got gloves and my cling
Made racks off of ten pound credit
Who said it?
Eye for an eye, can't
said, "Come on, baby, cash only"
He said he get some money for me
Come quickly and when you finish make sure
You fuckin' tip me
No credit card, cash only
These days you know
We keep getting old
And nobody knows
Credit card
No more lines
Figures in my mind
Never wasting time
Ain't nobody else that gon
Caramel complexin
Vanilla wafer
Mrs. Buttercream
Oreo she thick
Ass busting out her jeans
My chocolate chip
Credit card swiping it
Big bags she lit
Yeah I wrote it and I said it, but I can't take the credit
When they ask where you get it? I told them that God give it
Wish I could tell you that I
money talk money talk
Money talk, Bimma park
And u gyal drop draws fi d killa dwag
Credit card ,send e fast
Chop e line hard mi links tall
Money talk,
the money and like I got an interesting call from my credit cards. You ever get this one? The guy calls the other day. He says, look, we're offering this
I know Cupid wants the credit
But baby I got you by myself
Yeah
You know I got you by myself
I know Cupid wants the credit
But baby I got you by
all night, cutting up edits
Watching the credits to find (credits to find)
Direction in my existence
It's just a story I don't quite believe
Full
Endless Credits
Endless Credit
Endless Credits
Hey hey hey
I can't stop crying
As I sit in the seat
And I watch my life film
Looping out on
Full
Credit or Cash
Hook - 1
Come here put your face in my lap
Suck me dry till this nut hit you back
Counting 100s she smoke out the pack
I got good
thankful for
A wife and three kids, I may make it four
Never get the credit I deserve
I don't know if you hearin' every word
I don't get the credit I
Well goodness is it really real
It would take a baby child to know the way I feel
On my flutter in the blue
I would take the credit but it's
too late
Let the credits start to roll
A lot to say, but not today
Let the radio break the silence
As we drive
A kiss goodbye, not this time
All you fools just sound the same
Ain't no credit to your name
Ain't no credit line open, that's discrediting the fame
Form your business in
or they suin' me
Bro got locked down for two to three (two to three)
Ain't goin' outside, man, forget it (forget it)
Increasin' my money and credit
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