Lyrics:
and don't know what else to do
The only thing on my mind, I'm tryin' to keep on the lights
I call up my slime, I need a kilo tonight
Everything went well, I'm
tryin' to keep on the lights
I call up my slime, I need a kilo tonight
Everything went well, I'm eatin' steak, no more soup
Then I parked the Caprice, I
on me hoes fucking off the way I talk
I got this glizzy on me you can tell by the way I walk
He was mr. tough guy now he outlined in that chalk
Yea now he
North Memphis in the buildin'
Rich niggas in the buildin' fired up
Mrs mary Mack, all rolled in pack, roll up
With that sweet kush, all down her
fuckin' block
I light you up, Leo, no stitches
Nigga, you ain't fuckin' trippin
Boy, you thirsty, you a bitch
Lil' pussy nigga out here
Actin' like a pussy
Black Lives Matter
Mr officer why you stop me
Mr officer my hands are free
Mr officer please dont shoot me
Mr officer I can't breathe
Black Lives
witcha
I wanna meet you in the middle like some sandwiches
I wanna be the Mr, you could be the damn Mrs.
I wanna lay off in the beach up in the sand wicha
The sun goes down by 6pm in the wintertime
How am I supposed to feel okay if I can't see the light
Oh, I don't wanna go outside
Oh, I don't wanna go
Bomb ass pussy
Bomb, oh, you got that bomb, know you got it
Bomb, oh, you got some bomb-ass pussy
Bomb, I know you got that bomb, bomb pussy
(uh)
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the epilogue by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you
(uh)
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the epilogue by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you
[Hook: Trick Daddy]
So you say you want it, but
If you really want it, you
Got to come and get it, you pussy motherfucker
So you say you want it, but
at the table make
Yo ho go fetch him a plate
Then I pull up in the Porsche
Bet whoever willin' to race
Charges dismissed by the feds
Still gotta deal with
at the table make
Yo ho go fetch him a plate
Then I pull up in the Porsche
Bet whoever willin' to race
Charges dismissed by the feds still
Gotta deal with
bitch bitch’s As sucker leakers without no pussy
Mother fucker lied too much bokoudo nan o cia ah
Attached sin to my ancestors tracked them in past life
I stagger in the gathering possessed by a patter-in
That be scattering
Over the global my vocals be traveling unraveling my abdomen
It's slime
a hike like hut two
I was raised by the Huxtables
I was raised in apartments
Right up under that yellow light
Right on top of that bando
Stand
lights out! please don’t tell me I can’t handle this! Lights out! It’s my future got to take the risk! Lights out! Shoot my shot I can’t afford
Under-cover, over the hills and through the woods I go
Like green lights, a southern nigga that's comin fo' yo' throat
But not no guillotine see, we be them
really need a mascot
Tell Tune, "Light one, pass it like a relay"
YMCMB, you niggas more YMCA
Me, Franny, and Mally Mall at the crib-o
Shout goes out
exposed
As the sun comes pouring in
hought this was always my disguise
Love shined a brand new light
It starts to form the skies
But she said
Hey Mr
down for
Replaced by freak shit I am currently down for
You see I peeped it, pussy is power
That proud feeling we get knowin' that pussy is ours
down for
Replaced by freak shit I am currently down for
You see I peeped it, pussy is power
That proud feeling we get knowin' that pussy is ours
Who the fuck can stop us niggas, it's gangsta niggas
It's gangsta! Woo! It's gangsta nigga!
All g-g-gangsta nigga, uh!
Green light, go go,
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