Lyrics:
that you do
Because stupid is how everybody sounded
Nigga you think you know me, but only if you knew me
Homie, you would leave me by my lonely
I
worried bout' yo health, right
(Right?)
Keep a condom by my belt
You know better than to trust somebody else, right
(Right?)
Uh, smokin' ganja but I'm still
to help one another
The pimp got tricks
That he learned from the other
Go by the color you'll discover
Damn everybody ain't no brother
Just when
off some the time, take you down one at a time
I'm be known for fucking over your whole album
Who want my rhyme?
Keep declining, I'm keep climbing
Dundee shit representin' the outback
Yo, we do it like this (All the way live, from 2-1-5)
You witnessin' the 5th Dynasty family click (All the way live,
Just bring the liquor; there's already eight shawties
I'm on my way (way); let me stop by the store
Get a twelve pack of Corona plus a ounce of 'dro,
call me up [phone ring] said it's a ho-tel party
Just bring the liquor there's already eight shawties
I'm on my way (way) let me stop by the store
Get
call me up [phone ring] said it's a ho-tel party
Just bring the liquor there's already eight shawties
I'm on my way (way) let me stop by the store
Get
And every month I even supported his ministry
You see man I watched him confront the Pharisees
I was there when he fed the five thousand
I heard the people
the shit, but I got more in my mind!
If you heard that green and yellow cd
You bout love a lil nigga!
You a girl, in this thug world
You might wanna fuck
forty-five hundred
Love it leave it, lose it I'ma keep it
I'm ade it in this rap game, cause I cheated
I told my genie, make my albums sell
She said you
no tissue, not an issue
Don't cry for me I peep these niggas from deep
By the front row seat even if you don't speak
Silent pardon, I hear you loud
no tissue, not an issue
Don't cry for me I peep these niggas from deep
By the front row seat even if you don't speak
Silent pardon, I hear you loud
things all about shooting threes no Steph curry
But I whip that up no Mercedes
Bros Trynna Make 4 O's like audi manz
Trynna rep 5 rings like bolt
Really
' niggers with me on a,
So I recommend your fagot ass to walk by, we movin' money
Touch the sky the, the more about the might dollar
Let's keep it real, ya
bang
Now think twice fore you speak
Here to take the crown and
I mean by any means (my shit go)
Bang, bang, bang, bang
It go hard in the street
Name
ring] said it's a ho-tel party
Just bring the liquor there's already eight shawties
I'm on my way (way) let me stop by the store
Get a 12 pack of Corona,
goin on, on and on and on
On and on and on
Yo I've been treading on this globe man for twenty-five joints
Sometimes Shaitan got me by the pressure
a nigga ever saw
I said: "Damn", then the air got thinner
Only thought in my mind, was goin' up in her
The suspense was makin' me sick
She took her
and Friday
I just keep him satisfied through the weekend
You're like 9 to 5, I'm the weekend oh oh
Make him lose his mind every weekend
You take Wednesday,
know these niggas is dangerous
I'm runnin' game on niggas,
Puttin' pain on niggas,
Still the same ol' niggas,
Ol' lame ass niggas,
Gettin' change
(Great John on the beat by the way)
I was on tour for four months we was overseas (Greenlight Gang)
Did fifty-five shows in forty-five countries (woah)
an album right now
Need to get my behaviour in line
Before I can settle, say something of worth
Instead of just giving a piece of my mind
What can I do when
Missed the bus on purpose so I could walk that day
Tuesday's Gone and Simple Man Play on in my mind
Sweet Home Alabama, Curtis Loew and One More Time
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