Lyrics:
hoes can't fuck wit me
La Chat got the gat creepin' up from the back
Chrome tone now it's on, never love a nigga Joan
'Cause I'm a crazy bitch cuttin'
Zechariah 4 verse 6
It's not by my might
Its not by my power
But the spirit of God
Ibi He naa dey help me
3ka menkoaa anka mennya ndurui3
Wo mframa no y3 ogya
Paul wall..chick magnet in stores
me and mick jones we the future baby
we comin' soon...its the swishahouse
straight to da room
I'm lookin' for
growing up, I had
People thinking that they were always better
Than me at everything that
I did, whether it was getting
To school on time, Whether
It was
know what im saying?
Look, we about to go I 255, [yeah]straight up to Memphis.
[ya show]See what im saying, Paul said he gone meet us by Wal-Greens, we
on they brother man,
It happens everyday don't make me grab the guage,
Dangerously I play I best to kill wid guage
And put ya body in the back of that grey
Just link me make I shoot my shot.
No go miss like Asamoah.
If we go there, glass nkoaa!
[Pre-Hook: RBD]
Glass nkoaa. Chale fuck the national cake.
Baby, baby let me sleep on it
Let me sleep on it
And I'll give you an answer in the morning
I gotta know right now
Do you love me? (Let me sleep
Baby, baby let me sleep on it
Let me sleep on it
And I'll give you an answer in the morning
I gotta know right now
Do you love me? (Let me sleep
under the rug,
And make that nigga bug, nigga.
It's in my blood.
Niggas like me, turn niggas like you into hustlers.
Fucking with us, fucking wit us!
Anka Asanti kor y3 d3n wor
Hamburg ni New York
If not for the deutschmarks green
Roll it up n now he feelin high a kite
That explains why the pimpinees
When I pull up yeah you know I'm stuntin'
Cause these bitches love niggas with money
I be flexing like I'm Paul Bunyan
Cause these bitches love
didi in my budget
I showed you love, gave you access
To all my plug that's was starters.
In this all of a sudden embr3 na mini ho nu oke ka me hu as3m
mouth
They hot, like the jail cell in the south
Before my nigga Core bailed me out
To get by, just to get by
Just to get by, just to get by
We do
mouth
They hot, like the jail cell in the south
Before my nigga Core bailed me out
To get by, just to get by
Just to get by, just to get by
We do
pɛpɛɛpɛ
Fa me kɔ hu wo papa ntua woho ka
Mpanyinfoɔ sɛ ɔdɔ yɛ dɛ ɛyɛ ampa
I'm imprisoned by your love wo de ɔpa
Ato me nsa but I don't want to escape
Cos wo
full aggression
She wanna be up in my section
She lookin at me first impression
Paul Gamo got multiple professions
Big Chakra in my possession
Blow that
been there in a long time
This means all for me, that you took this long ride
I'll make it up, even if it takes the rest of my life
Get closer to me
a buzzcut
Pussy n*gga better run it up
I'll bet your pussy a hundred bucks
These hoes wanna fuck with me for benefits
I see your life then I'm ending it
New Benz like send, they run up out of grand
And the trunk read Trae
So they know that I'm the man
Me Paul Wall, in a slab out of Texas
In a Cadillac,
tweakin
Will I end up fuckin dead?
All these ticks that I'm havin' make it really hard to vent
People doubted me
Let's let em see
Pullin J Pod and Derries
listens to my radio
He loves to drink Espresso
I didn’t call him Gizmo
I just called him Paul Dano
He’s from the red Inferno
And got for me a question
“In
by His grace He chose to
Love on folk like me and you
And I don't understand it, homie
I never planned it
I was chasing money and fast women and, man
lucky I'm in a good mood
Or I'd been running up
Like Elmer Fudd
Double barrel mossburg
Automatic ready to wet you up
Make ya piss ya pants
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