Lyrics:
the team right now
And I got her new thang
I got the purp in my cup
I might jus go double up
I take a hit and I’m done
Gotta go get the bands
Them boyz
on my lap and the FM by my feet
I went to the mall, got a new fit, a new bitch
Gotta get this bitch off and make her have a new trip
Trap hella dogs,
(Yeah I’m him)
Ay and we go like that
Always on your mind and it ain’t no cap yuh
Sweetermans you know we all snacks
Motion, Betta Boyz, Slim and Al
come on, take a chance for a brand new wild romance
Take my hand for the night
And your feelings will be right hold me tight
98.7 on your FM dial!
represent yours Crew
Which one of y'all think you ill enough to bust A Plus
Get crushed by the stampede of the elephant tusks
We LB families niggas don't
ah,motija ah
Cos we came from the trenches
Doesn't mean we ain't blessed ah
Molenu omo ekun is plenty ah
Mojawon,mojawon temi kaalo ah
One by one komalo fori
riding hustler
Never made a dollar on your own but
This is for the dope game
Dope bars, dope smoke game
Dope boyz, dope rides from the coke Game
Dope
ain't enough, got the boyz in blue,
still roughin' me up, on the T.V. news still talking it up,
never thought Tommy Lee could be fuckin' it up
Bread Gang got the shit by the loaf (Boyz)
Nothin' but real niggas, couple hittas and dope boys in this loop (them Loafs)
Pull up, SF90 coupe, I'm
and they shit stank
Bag it up tell lil bro zip it
Ride around in that new tank
We dem boyz like who you kidding
I got me a big bank
Xhu got him bank
You
Are you tired of hanging out in your car
And getting sweated by the boys in blue?
Tired of getting shot by your best friend and not receiving
Any
the sun fades out and the street lights rise
G see d g
News makes print and a baby cries
G see d g
That's when you might find me waiting on the day
G see d
seventies, eighties
Nineties and today with your host Kelvin
Melvin, this is 'Drive By', and we got
A new track by the man
Pegz the song's called
"Fool's Gold"
That was the Dogg Pound here, right on WBALLZ
187.4 on your FM dial
You're tuned in to the biggest balls of them all, DJ Saul T. Nuts
Aye, don't
That was the Dogg Pound here, right on WBALLZ
187.4 on your FM dial
You're tuned in to the biggest balls of them all, DJ Saul T. Nuts
Aye, don't
Boyz in the hood tryna make it to the top
I be holding on the glock
Bro be holding on the chop
I just wanna be great
Nigga play gone pop
Ion play
Get crunk
Lil Jon & Them East Side Boyz, bitch!
Back in this motherfucker one more time
Gettin' y'all fucking motherfuckers
Crunked out here
Get
The Highway sun said the Georgia Line
A F#m
was twenty miles away.
E F#m B7
One two three four five six
Roadrunner roadrunner
Going faster miles an hour
Gonna ride by the stop-n-shop
With the radio on
I'm in love with
cars like the water boyz on the interstate
Bought a new coupe horses by the thousands that bitch gone gallop and get away
Breaking down the bag sak it
Twenty years ago I watched in awe
As my Dad drove up the driveway.
More than proud to have a brand new family car.
Thirty miles to the gallon
0
don't run
All kinds of police
Swooping up at the spot
But I already busted a ghost
With the quickness out the block
Bow down
To the ghetto boyz
Putting in
sound
But this is part
Of the project of the new record, as
He explains it: to present an "older
More experienced Meek Mill"
Dreams Worth More Than Money
grown
And the spots is getting blown
Boyz II Men, ABC, BBD
Nah, we ain't none of them, B
Give me, so give me
Nore, Phife Dawg and Abstract
Give me,
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