Lyrics:
to the prison
I only say nigga so you can get the picture
I ain't playing games a nigga standing right witcha
Doc gotta glockenspiel and a double barrel with him
high if you want to
Big money but I'm still not givin in
Can't afford to lose mo' dividends with the game I put my biddin in
My word (my word) might
know
I ain’t good you get another nigga
It would hurt to see you hurt a nigga if you really love a nigga
And if it’s love for me it can’t be Given out
thinking if I ain't ever been a great how can I make these dreams reality
What naw
Give it to me, I'ma make it, any way I gotta take it, ye ye ye
How you
The big picture
Shit I just wanted to build witcha
Fuck it I still wanna build witcha
But I can't love a version of you that ain't here with me
So I
I ride around snuffin' them fo'-eighteens
In the back of a motherfuckin' big ass truck
Jump two rows back and get my dick sucked
Benzos, Lexus, Rolex
composed by your phobias
Six lovers strip like Mobius
HELLCLcP
Get crunched by a steel jaw trap (Yak!)
Chastity belt can't check the attraction
Illegal
I'll take all that you can give
(Verse 1)
Heaven sent
Yet by my side
Do I deserve you
Girl I might have to send you back
Innocent, With a killer
the smitty's wit me, shhh they comin to get me
Hey Wut You Scared
I'm prepared in the mall and all
Wit Chimme Chose, you can call me quick draw McGraw
b*tch I
I’m at it
Stedfastt like Fortnite’s last man standin’
I come crashin’ the track like
Dragon Ball Z, Vegeta’s Big Bang Attack!
Bpm ravaged, it’s tragic.
being real
Aye man , say man
What the business is
We real , y'all fake
Get out the V.I.P
Y'all leeches , y'all snakes
You can tell how I talk , dey ain't
the wicked he knew what to do
Said, Noah, bring the animals two by two
'Cause I'm gonna keep your boat afloat for forty days
'Cause the good lord works in
dogs instead of Mike Vick?
What if Arnold would just let Tookie get life?
What if B.I.G. missed the party, what if 'Pac missed the fight?
What if you
Well it's the Funk Docta Spock
Meth-Tical
Biggie, Biggie
Uhh, uhh, uhh, (yo c'mon Big) uhh
Fuck that, I preach it, my nine reaches
Well it's the Funk Docta Spock
Meth-Tical
Biggie, Biggie
Uhh, uhh, uhh, (yo c'mon Big) uhh
Fuck that, I preach it, my nine reaches
betta get it up
Gettin head in this hell cat
Gettin bread well I can’t tell that
Want smoke; den gone inhale that
That’s yo mans; where his bail
(go work)
Big, big booty, what you
The way she moves
I know you want her
She light the fire, get you right
That's the lightning and the thunder
(go work)
Big, big booty, what you
The way she moves
I know you want her
She light the fire, get you right
That's the lightning and the thunder
the chips, get paid, get put in the twist, get sprayed
She pray; what else can she do?
Cops came to the door with four pictures of me bouncin with a .22
I
five four three two one
My mon meth-tical come and get some
[method man]
Playin my position, hot nixon
This one, for all the sick ones, confliction
[Intro is continued talking by "Pimpin' Ken"]
What you rhyme mayne? You always spend G's
How much cash you got that you can lend me?
Think I
[Intro is continued talking by "Pimpin' Ken"]
What you rhyme mayne? You always spend G's
How much cash you got that you can lend me?
Think I
to share
But fact we girls with the big fat booty too fancy to ever play fair
Mesmerized by the size of it
You can find it if you like take your time
I
can get away with anything
And I can't even get away with walking on the ceiling
Because I'm fuckin' faded, like four ways from Sunday
And now I gotta
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