Lyrics:
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[Pimp C]
Grippin' grain, switchin' lanes, sellin' cocaine outta' candy thang
Jammin' Lil' Wayne, gotta trunk of bang, 'cause I'ma "Hot Boy",
they looking at my little thang)
I'm flattered but baby
Better let 'em know (Tell 'em who's it is)
Oooh girl 'cause you are mine
You are mine you are
Teflon on wrapped around my chest
I do it tha best ya heard I do it tha best
Tuck da nine by my spine all the time
Stunt when I want a dead nigga fuck
on wrapped around my chest
I do it the best, ya heard, I do it the best
Tuck the nine by my spine all the time
Stunt when I want a dead nigga, fuck with mine
been out the way since 09
Gotta get it by any means so either way I'm gon shine
On the Hood I don't Bang
But if you do
All love
Ain't no issue if you
me rethinking my lane
In the wraith switching lanes
Stayin in my lane
was never in the plan(e)
It was never in the plan
Ima do my own thang
Running
bout mine.
Not intice by the fame, a waste of my time.
Do this for passion and my family straight.
Run up these digits, give mama a break.
Little sister
the day I met you
I was going through some thangs at the time and you just showed love
I was barely getting by and all you ever did was throw hugs
We used
top, I got my Glock cocked
Bustin' at niggas, when will it stop?
Now tell me are you scared of the dark?
Can't close my eyes I see visions
And even
a star in the night
All my bad bitches with me
Release yourself by being a god
Cause your night life in me
I'm a star in the night
All my bad bitches with
stupidity
By the way, you gangsters should know
One of your victims was a three-year-old girl
Well, you gang members, you
Still don't get it, do ya?
(With
(Hey)
(Hey)
(Hey)
She just want head in the mornin'
She just want lay in the daylight (hey)
She ain't tryna do no fallin'
Don't want love if
ever slipping I fully strapped
I grab my gat out the glove
Now, do these fools got a problem with me?
Or do they got love?
So when the light turns
slipping I'm fully strapped
I grab my gat out the glove
Do these fools got a problem with me?
Or do they got love?
And when the light turns green, I
are planned
Scams are plotted over grams and rocks
Outlaws motherfuckers die by the random shots
We all die in the end, so revenge we swore
I was
First I'd to like say
You be driving me insane
You know that make you special
Girl cuz other women can't
Do the same thang
Girl you all inside my
the wind's whirling, his anger is deathlike
Beat the alarm when I walk by , no love for offenders
Where you are, when i was tempering making history
follow universal law they know what's up
They know how the shit get down and I'm gonna show you how
You can do it
Get through it
By yourself
Guess what
Change in my wallet
But my bed got some dimes
Leave by the morning
Don't be wasting my time
And I need me 2 phones
Cause these hoes are on my line
Brand
Welcome to misery where the killers pop it up and when I say pop it up I mean deal wit da tug of the gun
We can do it if anybody want it where
Established from hustling no tricks
Tricks are for kids no magic
Hard work and dedication
I did this established the business
I build this brick by brick
Inch
dance
Yeah, do the Carlton
Bitch I get dough
Hit the lot to look at Maseratis
Let that thang go
Took the drum and put it on the shotty
Under drug
are not alone never let go of my hand
I wanna love you pretty young thang
I wanna rock with you girl you make my heart sang
Your love is a thriller it
the beef, while I eat the meat
Dinnertime!
Walking down the streets
Do my thang, they staring
Hostility's what I see
Here we go again
Pull up and slim their
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