Lyrics:
I’ma live it up only got one life
Cup full of dirty gotta mix it with the Sprite
Its okay I’m good
Don’t know if he is
We’ll be okay by the end
I guess it Lil' Peter
From T-town to Atlanta all the way to Savannah to Alabama
I be damn a club ain't crunk in this manner
I can't stand a weak
You just took an L with some goofy ass hoes Lil nigga you can't lie to me
I got the lean then mix with the drank, put Cream on the pussy, that's fine
I don't know why man's
Calling me family all of a sudden like hmm
My mum don't know your mum
Stop telling man you're my cousin
I got day ones and I
Nowadays I really can’t take love
I seen you shake up
Stop acting like a bitch
Go ahead and take off ya make up
I’m finna ape up
You dragging me down
So it
the mix
Cah the thoughts in my head get deep
247 I'm up in the booth she sending me
Purple snaps with her hair on fleek and now I can't get no sleep
Fuck it
can’t stop that body
In the club everybody go down down
Work that body, can’t stop that body
In the club, all drinks on me
I wanna see you take it
Poe me a 4 of that act
They say Ion know how to act
In da back of the club with a strap
Blowing that kush out tha pack
I'm runnin up bandz dats facts
your money
And you thinks it's funny
No you can't find it in no night club or no yacht club
And it ain't in the seats of a supper club
And sure
got Münchhausen by proxy
I'm making you sick, don't pretend you can't hear me
You deaf, girl, I said you was foxy
I'll tell a bitch like Bizarre
the house?
100's of people be groovin' it out
Cuttin', mixin', scratchin' non-stop
Party rockin', two hours non-stop
If you got Serrato bravo
But if you can't
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
that
Real
What’s up Zayy
They said I couldn’t do it so I did it by my doely
My bitch mad, she know she can’t control me
I can’t stop until I see my first
but he can't afford it
Like all damn day
She's on my mind
Like all damn day
She's on my mind
I think I might like her
Shawty hit me
Said she want pull
I can't take it I can't escape all this hating
It's my turn I'm retaliating now
By the time the sun goes down
I know you feel me nigga, you feel me
the time got my mind on gold
Ima bust their head open with this rhyme I know
I know they tryna stop my shine I'm goals
Ima grind my mind got me buzzing like
fucked up the crown
But come at me bitch and you'll
Climb up the mound
This town ain't big enough for the both of us
Broke my trust
Now you need to stop
on me
(Don't tell)
When I get this pussy you going tell on me
(Won't tell)
If I hit this pussy you can't tell on me
(Don't tell, don't tell, don't
rent, I'm trying to whip a Benz
Flipping the club with pimps like Too Short, baby lady friends
Talking bout your sister saw me with a brand new bitch
the mix
That I had to put into this
You'd show me some respect
They'd cut me a check
I'm better than the rest
Or so I thought
Till that verse that I
can't mix up your style
I can't bear your creepy plots
You gеt a cold and then turn
Into a hormonal Sweeney Todd
You fill your novels with your
Smut
girls be at the strip club
Good girls, they be in CHURCH!
Always wonder why my grandmother
Try to get me to go to CHURCH!
Please Lord forgive me, I'm bout
Yea yea yea yea
I need that
Cafecito
In the morning
Yea yea yea yea
Mix it
With the reefer
Gets me going
Yea yea yea
I need that
Cafecito
In
(Baby, you know, you know, you know I need your love)
You cannot find no one better than this
Try to do right by you, but we can't mix, I tried
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