Lyrics:
Me and my buddy got us a wild hair
And figured we wanted to go somewhere
So we loaded up in my rag top Chevrolet
We had a little bit of money
Me and my buddy got us a wild hare
And figured we wanted to go somewhere
So we loaded up in my ragtop Chevrolet
We had a little bit of money
can killem with different rythmns of massive momentum
I can fillem with Eminem venom but also an illness
That’s a little bit more than alota bit
stop fronting I know this ya song
Twerk to this
Twerk to this
Let me see you make it do what it do
We going back to my crib and have our own little
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I never liked the sound of Fooci Mane, but I loved when I 1st heard her say Big Foowop
U just Fooart Little, "little do u know, bitch
Beezy around
I'm gonna ask Scaff how do
You keep her humble
Scaff Beezy? Do you ever see her
Getting a little bit extra?
You wanna know what's crazy?
leather, gold inna di trunk
Little punk, when you see me and the crew a roll through
Man will leff' you upon the ground and leave your girl feeling blue
a little bit of dignity
I would never claim to be no Ray Benzino
An 83 year old fake Pacino
So how can he hold me over some balcony
Without throwin'
the war
Where butterflies keep dyin' (ah)
I'm a product of Parker, Lewis and Kubiak
If didn't do this, where in the fuck would you be at?
See there's
the flesh they done nicknamed me Satan
Hello this The TAzzy Show
Let you know bout me so don't ask no more
Couple screws loose a little bit crazy
Grown ass
Lookin' at the world I'm sayin' sayonara and
Thanks to Christ you know I'm flyin farther
But I'm still gonna hit'm with a little bit a bit of that
a little bit of organization
And a little bit of focus, yeah?
And we're going to make it to Sunday
Who wants to make it to, Sun-
Back, they call me
thought you were in love with me
But obviously, your just a groupie (Groupie Love!)
[Verse 2:]
Gave Bun B a little groupie love, you gave Pimp C
Killin' time, yeah I'm killin' time
Rum and coke with a bit of lime
Said you already finished yours
You can have a little bit of mine
Layin' back
lover, I ain't leaving with a rubber
Except my wrist band that says, I'm a number one stunner
You're the front runner with whom I'm under the covers
JR
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
all powerful if you don’t speak Anglais
I’m monolingual, facts the language I parlé
Now let me tell you a little story in pieces
I wanna show what makes
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die on this hill
You little nigga's two figures shy of my deal
Someone slide me the bill (okay, I got it)
What my eyes don't see, the Messiah reveals
going on?
[Scoob]
Yo why don't why'all come a little bit closer
And umm, sit on my lap, and talk about the first thing that pops up
[Mister
little bits and takes long. Not quite fair
Any little bit of ground gained dealing with our pain
Is a thing we can celebrate. But doing great
Is not
Still outside it's not a little door dash
You got dos seconds
Or I'm x'ing two of ya bros out like a Dos Equis
Slick skating ring in ya hoe
Stirring pot
your man
Somethin' like Kris Parker
My Uzi weigh a ton
Hundred niggas on the track
Then you know I'll be the one
To tell niggas to suck cock
Run and get
pay stubs is more than a, little motivation I'm hungry
I think I can see a Lil bit better, this money
Really bout to brighten up my weather, it's stormy
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