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the gas)
I said I got a ID, I got glaucoma (I got ID)
He said, "We ain't in Cali nigga, get out, throw your hands up"
Runnin' real hard shake the taser
For the last eight years rode around in a Mercedes
Lexus, trucks, drop-Vette, Caddy
Bitches don't call me by my name they call me daddy
Chorus
drop-Vette, Caddy
Bitches don't call me by my name they call me daddy
Say that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Everyday you're at the mall
drop-Vette, Caddy
Bitches don't call me by my name they call me daddy
Say that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Everyday you're at the mall
Pooh puts/ get left n right hands/ to ya crew cuts/ crack jaws than a Dutch/ n take a few puff/ wheezing of this young OG I done moved up/ only smoke
said, Cormack, give me some head
Oh yeah, if you haven't watched The Cleveland Show,
You are most definitely a ho
Oh yeah. I'm right. And I'm white.
you" to the people in the building
For helping me build the empire that I'm still building
Diddy said a rapper only gets five years, we doubled that
(Paulie Shore)
That's a lie, I don't know what I said that for
I borrowed your chapstick (from you)
I tried out your nose hair trimmer (too)
And by
fucker looking like some paper
Stepped up out that mother fucker smelling like Jamaica
When she hit me on my phone I told her meet me at the studio
Said
own his own jet
And he'd show me the city, from a bird's eye view
He said he came from Jamaica, he had a lil' paper
He owned a couple acres,
Double down like a clown
Just keep breaking shit
Can't see what's right in front of me
Must be Lit
Cause I'm my own worst enemy
It's like I'm cursed
I'm
on shit all by myself
Interrogation, yeah, you get the cheese
Lil Fred, you a rat
Tell him to tell me as soon as he see me
On snacks, I'ma turn his ass
drop-Vette, Caddy
Bitches don't call me by my name they call me daddy
Say that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Everyday you're at the mall
national regals
I'm in it and the pussy doing kegels
I'm so Fred Segal right now
She so spread eagle right now
Ain't nothing but the clothes going down
You goddamn right
What else I'm gon' say? That's my mu-fuckin' life
I just left Jamaica, I'm talkin' Nachos Rios
Sippin' margaritas on the beach in
Eh Chett you good…
Yeah…
Uh...
I am just tryna get by
I wanna try to be fly
She want me but I say bye
See I'm rapping ends
By the Benz
was Fred Hampton killed
Why why
Because the CIA hates poor people
Why why
Why do Presidents shill
Why why
Because they're bought out by corporations
Why
They don't ask no questions, all they do is bang bang
I said I do this for them shottas, Trinidad I love ya
I do this for them shottas, Jamaica I'm
They don't ask no questions, all they do is bang bang
I said I do this for them shottas, Trinidad I love ya
I do this for them shottas, Jamaica I'm
again, I've been born again
In His spirit, and His name
I'm sanctified!
Lord I testify
He's right by my side
I believe it be
His word is so clear
all the problems
He stuck wit now and he gotta face em
I just talk to mother other day on the phone said she got 8 years
Hold on I can't come to tears
over real quick
He said cool
Hung up on the one
Couldn't wait to really get in this sun
As the time went by
In a blink of an eye
All the plates
bammas can't see the bars
Y'all some paralegals
I smoke sweets in the suite
Like this shit is legal
Cover the building in green
My nigga: Fred Segal
Ha,
bammas can't see the bars
Y'all some paralegals
I smoke sweets in the suite
Like this shit is legal
Cover the building in green
My nigga: Fred Segal
Ha,
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