Lyrics:
better get your mug right (mug right)
We come together holding hands and holla thug life (thug life)
We all strapped in all black
It's like fuck life
nothing what y'all doing in my section
Walk around this bitch with a mean mug
I walk around my house with a lean mug
She pull my dick out and give it
A fight in this club, so get into my mug
Get into my mug,
Get buck, get buck
Get buck, get buck
Get buck, get buck
Get buck, get buck
to loosen your grip.
Never let them tie you up
It's a big city, there's a lot of love.
Salted rims and frosted mugs.
You gotta get back out there.
tonight
I know, you know there's a mug in the shot!
Mugshots
"Where were you on the night in question?"
Mugshots
"I was home in bed M'Lord"
Mugshots
came to it noon through the tune of a spoon
In a mug in a room, but I knew very soon
That the mug in the room, was the mug yours truly
Because I never
groupies veulent me dead (me dead)
J'ai ma place, mon biff, mon mug (mon mug)
Tu vas céder, moi, j'peux dead (j'peux dead)
J'suis immunisée
Oh, yeah
the bottom of a mug
Would make me feel like I'm almost there
August, it came and went and left us in the dust
I know it feels like love, baby it's lust,
the love life
Mo' better than drug life, mug life or the club life
It's the love life y'all
What's the right life
More rugged than thug life
It's
the chicks are rarin' t' go
Well you reach on bed, you grab a jig, take a little nip an' get ready t' mug
Look at your gal, you kiss her and you sate her
doubt it
niggas fighting on my verse when i mothafucking curse
from the ghetto to the clubs all i see is mean mugs
From the southside, we dem
Fuck nigga wanna mug
He don't know I got the .40 in the club
He don't know I got my shorties in the cut
Crunchin' shit goin' very nuts
Pull up,
out to Honolulu, in a Mai Tai mug
And I'm coming back home to Georgia, in a jug.
We'll never ride that bus to Mexico City, that's a pity
We'll never
takes the time
Can I get some drugs, sweet drugs? (Drug sweet drugs)
'Cause when you rich too rich, all you get is mug, mean mugs
And I'm gettin'
slip me a slug from the wonderful mug
And I'll cut a rug 'til I'm snug in a jug
A slice of onion and a raw one, Draw one!
Waiter, waiter,
of that good ole mountain dew
They call it that ole mountain dew Lord Lord and them that refuse it are few
I'll hush up my mug if you'll fill up my jug
from the wonderful mug
And I cut a rug till I'm snug in a jug
A slice of onion and a raw one, draw one.
Waiter, waiter, percolator!
I love coffee,
the club…fresh as a mug
Everywhere I go bad bitches want hugs
These niggas MEAN MUG, yeah, they be trippin
Cause they see you popping bottles
But they ain’t
There's a jug full of good ole mountain dew
Oh they call it that ole mountain dew
And them that refuse it are few
I'll shut up my mug if you fill up my jug
the bloodshed(bloodshed) I leave that mug red(mug red)
I'm like cancer can't catch me 'cause I done spread(done spread)
gone now dead, enough said from the scene I fled
of Grants, uh
[Street Life]
Just because you wild in the club you ain't thug
sport gloves and gold mugs you ain't thug
tattoos and hard screws
walls in your motherfuckin' daughter
M-O-S, S-I-E
M-U-G, and K-I-V
Always to' with E-4-0
Hit the air like cubes by a liquor store
Motherfuckers
they have a home?
In the morning that fine aroma
Wakes me from a nightly coma
In a cup or in a mug
Coffee is my favorite drug
All around people
your whore
Big mug, flowers on your big mug
Drink me, drink me in your big mug
Your blonde friends dying in snow lakes
Your blonde friends committing
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