Lyrics:
of the stop bitches
Christal, and caviar bitches, twist this game for all you fly bitches
I Spit nuttin but the hot shit, you got the four dot get the four dot
With Somalis and they down to let it shoot
Do do do do do, I caught that pussy on a roof (ha)
From The Dot where we known to let it go (go)
My niggas
want problems with it
And every time it came to police, we was on silence with it
Red dot on your homie just for ridin' with him
Red dot to your dome
heard about me
When I'm flissin a bitch
Niggas shoulders gettin knocked
Clean off of they head
See that red dot comin from
Me and my girlfriend
on a cursor
Triple W dot Ginseng dot com
Tryna drop bombs, lay it down and hit in like John
Bring black, bring white (uh)
Bring length, tonight
If not,
Conspiracy gonna' connect the dots
The shotty's got a body, let's connect the dots
Cool, composure (like)
She ain't gettin' a train, I gotta coach her
She
blix
Put a car note on my wrist
We good, got a buzz like wood
Bro tote that fully, mo' money
Mo guns, mo pussy mo problems, mo drama
Red dot, no
a nigga
I see you nigga (that real shit)
Green dot, green dot, ass little foe (ass little foe)
She got a little flag she like leave her alone
Who can I
makin' a grip and know
That my dough's official so please
Let me breath and let me get to this guap
You fuck around
I'll leave you dead on the dot
That's
dots I'm waiting what's next...
Waiting on a reply...
For you to hit my line...
Waiting on a reply...
It's taking so much time...
Waiting on a reply...
Almighty dot to dot
So drop into this, so drop into this
So drop into this or I'll be swinging it solo
So drop into this, honey help me swim right
to where nobody knows
I held my gun with both my hands
Slowly aiming at the shining dot
The shot went off, that dot blew off
Since then I've never seen
Age 39, looking over from my hotel window,
Blue dots and red dots skating away in the park.
I used to be there twenty years ago,
Huffing over
a dragon screams
The jinn men smash the ark
Four guides float four dots of God
Realistic haqq is theirs
Mystic men whose eyes are sore
From trials
sit it down, be humble, this is K-Dot
And I quit, I was never on the choppin' block!
You a jiggaboo, all you do is pop and lock
In the same picture
can register on a regular soon
Before I climb this pedestal
And make you catch my fucking stool, bitch
K.Dot, leave 'em grievin' on evening news
to a spot, that's just a dot on the map
You're hooked, you're cooked, you're caught in the tender trap
Some starry night, when her kisses make you tingle
to a spot, that's just a dot on the map
You're hooked, you're cooked, you're caught in the tender trap
Some starry night, when her kisses make you tingle
as we cross the street
Call me at six on the dot
A line a day when you're far away
Little things mean a lot
Don't have to buy me diamonds and pearls
(yessuh!)
Hit me up, Tre+ dot com
and tell me where you from, uhh..
[J.V.]
Smoked out, choked out, we get
off da chain like we just broke out
You
her to me
Don't run down on lil' Kenji, I keep big-ass blickys with me
Run down on the gang right now, all my niggas on go (go)
Red dot with a .556,
or even more
I wonder if we ever get answers
To the letters that we're sending God
And I wonder why we're spinning on this, pale blue dot
If we saw
We're back motherfucker!
Black Snow! Snowgoons! What up Reef!
AOTP! JuJu Mob! Charon Don! (Woh) Sicknature!
I go by the name King Magnetic!
(dot dot
on new park road
GLE, 40 long, 9 double Ms, we ain't new to poles
One of them dots hit 50 man
Bro still got it, preein' the goal
Still walk with
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