Lyrics:
leaned out you know
Our car screened out and if we ain't ridin 20s
We chrome 19ed out 84s got me shinin in the lane
We been ridin blades stop stealin our
leaned out you know
Our car screened out and if we ain't ridin 20s
We chrome 19ed out 84s got me shinin in the lane
We been ridin blades stop stealin our
20s 50s 100s that's the shit that I want
If you going out the front then lock the door
All about ya business that shit I adore
I been making money
girl get used to the weather
She 24 thats kinda old its whatever
She still 'gon fuck if I let her
After she call me i dead her
I'm in my 20s now, while I
good
Ride on 20's with TV's
Leather interior and wood
Rolexes, at least ten G's on a necklace
Pullin up at the club in
Two Caddy truck stretches
My click
get higher
We just get higher oh
Tears in my eyes I'm just tryna get by
20s on my mind how'd I make it past 5
Tears in my eyes I'm just tryna get by
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
thousand in my pocket that's just on me
I been doing things alone but I'm not lonely
I aint rollin with no 20s 50s only
And you know Im giving back to all
"check these 20's out on this bitch"
"ooo wee where'd you get these things from?"
"i got these joints today"
"ooo who the fuck is that?
" ay my nig,
Listen in, I'm making 20s staples
Erasing hate like I got a 24 count from Staples
Heading north, isn't that sweet like maple?
Get me boiling and get
a one-25, on 25's
Them 20's on the five
My coochie rate sky rocketed
Look Ock I'm a pimp
That's why I popped ya chick
Sis' got the it, know she tryna' cop me
a one-25, on 25's
Them 20's on the five
My coochie rate sky rocketed
Look Ock I'm a pimp
That's why I popped ya chick
Sis' got the it, know she tryna' cop me
cy man check this joint right here out
Man this joint cleaner than a man
Oh that joint bangin dog
Check these 20's out on this bitch
Oh wee where'd
on[02:54.65]That boy talking crazy boy you better watch your tone[02:58.19]Like that nigga ghost I got power to get him gone[03:01.40]We in 20s some who the fuck is
All this syrup in my stomach got me fucked up for some days
Roll on 22s I’m with some some 20s filled em with some 8s
If I drown up in this drank they
watchin' hoes drop it like it's hot
Shaking tits and twats
Placing big face 20's and cock
Loading clips and glocks
Knowing we got the haters hot
through the Dirty 3rd
They love sippin' syrup and doin' the dirty bird
Park my 20's on the curb when I fall through Justice
Freaky tales of movin' yayo,
through the Dirty 3rd
They love sippin' syrup and doin' the dirty bird
Park my 20's on the curb when I fall through Justice
Freaky tales of movin' yayo,
treated like Coke and get capped up niggas
The only thing funny
Is y'all never seen big face money
Till them big face 20's
[Chorus 2x]
[Jay-Z]
face money
Till them big face 20s
[Chorus: x2]
Roc-a-fella shit
1999 (uh huh)
You about to witness a dynasty
(you are not ready) unlike no
'Specially when you're sittin' on 20's they get nauseous
Standin' in the Azure with white Air Forces
You can catch me in the parkin' lot
Hollerin'
New Yorkers
'Specially when you're sittin on 20's they get nauseous
Standin in the Azure with white air forces
[Chorus]
You can catch me in
crack
Ten motherfuckers in a one room shack
Chopping up ?? 20's and 50's to get my cash up
?? this fucking bitch to hold my mothafucking stash
was gettin' too much money
Too many niggas in whips sittin' on 20's
Too much connections to the streets, y'all niggas doin' somethin'
And after
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