Lyrics:
chick grabbing all over my jonhson
Charles Bronson big slab of meat
Hungry and fresh of a monthly
So she had to eat throwing me the ass and we
Ain't even
offenders on ho-VO that he keep on a monthly allowance
A child should never be compromised and he keepin' his child around them
And we gotta raise our
don't fit ya right
Big Daddy Joe's, payin' your monthly rent
Tells his wife he can't imagine where the money went
Dressin' you up in style, evil
at the lowest
Prices, chivalry is no longer lifeless
We openin' doors and pullin' out chairs again
Things are merry, there's more marryin'
Monthly free doses
don't fit ya right
Big Daddy Joe's, payin' your monthly rent
Tells his wife he can't imagine where the money went
Dressin' you up in style, evil
seconds
Then they hit me with some pretty bad news
Concerning the payment of monthly dues
I never did know where that money went
I never was sure it was
why I love my team
I love this feeling
Keep calm but watch everything
It's your monthly subscription to the slums edition
The new 'It Was Written'
We pass in the hall on our way to separate rooms
The only time we ever talk is when the monthly bills are due
We go to work, we go to church
We
comfy
When I pay child support, alimony monthly?
Got Maseratis and Ferraris
Only like a woman who's a rider, but only hoes want me
Single life crazy,
Here Betty, take this grand, get your monthly shoppin done
You can shake for dem but bet that you don't profit none
I got a coochie fart fetish, baby
We pass in the hall
On our way to separate rooms
The only time we ever talk
Is when the monthly bills are due
We go work, we go to church
We
shut it down with the monthly ?
Now we back in effect right around the corner
(What up homey?) Sleep if you want to
(Tell 'em P) You'll be a dead man
the bricks that they front me out of the country
Do that thing monthly, mujeres they still want me
Them dudes finito, I sell chico to a chico magnifico
awesome
It’s Gucci Mane, the glacier baby
You know I’m awesome
So icy is my company
And millions made monthly
Managed by my aunt-y, I make a lotta currency
spent
Don't even know how I'm gonna pay the monthly rent
But I know exactly what I wanna do
I wanna make this work with you
I know your wandering what I
And every day gotta have a, but I ain't trynna make her unconfy
Or cramp her style like a monthly
How many women want a man, with big plans
Big feet
Hires a lawyer, judge awards 'em monthly eighty thousand
Stevie Wonder sent me word that he was in my corner
Blind but still sees the pain of a young
Don't pretend you don't need me, daily monthly and weekly
Sean da Paul, pon the girl them, intermediately, weh me sey, dutty
Yeah, Don Corleone,
a monthly
Even Demi Moore need more than
Ashton Kutcher to punk me
My 4-5 bars, just one shot'll clear the block
Like it's time for 106 & Park
Staten Island
keeps the rain drops
Off my pretty baby's face
I'm just gettin by, and the money's spent
Don't even know how I'm gonna pay the monthly rent
But I know
will even dream your dreams
It'll even dream your dreams
For a monthly fee
Clear up your complexion
You get a hundred hours free
Possessions
used to make a quarter million monthly
I was ill until they sunk me
Killed the snitch with the pump 3 shots
Bought a passport off a junkie
The Firm
to make a quarter million monthly
I was ill until they sunk me
Killed the snitch with the pump 3 shots
Bought a passport off a junkie
The Firm helped me
Blood leaking out your ass like
Bitches on their monthly
It's fucked up the way a
Son's mother probably cuss me
Gotta bounce, gotta run
Then go load my
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