Lyrics:
Puffin' on this indo (yeah, guess who's back)
in the studio with my partners out here (guess who's back, ah, yeah)
Pacific Heights in the house, know what
Run me my check, run me my check
Run me my check, run me my check
Run me my check, run me my check
Run me my check, run me my check
Run me my
know, you know)
(You know, you know, you know)
Nick Cannon
(Biz Markie)
Get down for a minute and get all up in my mix
Let me tell you how I been
I said that I'mma ride for my motherfuckin' nigga
Most likely I'mma die with my finger on the trigger
I've been grindin outside all day with my
I said that I'mma ride for my motherfuckin' hitta
Most likely I'mma die with my finger on the trigger
I've been grindin outside all day with my
220 get dressed up, jumped on a boat
Fuck with my locs
Breakin' the bread
220 on the boat, here's a toast to my folks
It's a holiday, Crip,
Hey, hey, hey
My love, uh huh, my love, hey
My love, hey, my love, hey
My love, hey, my love, hey
My love, hey, my love, hey
My love, hey, my
I would give you everything, darling
You won't ever need nothing
I'll give you all my love
(My love, my love, my love, my love)
My love (my
(Edsclusive)
My bitch, my bitch, my bitch, when you my bitch (Honorable C.N.O.T.E.)
When you my bitch, my bitch, my bitch, when you my bitch
1 2 3 oh
Let go
Let go
Let go
My my, my my, my my
My God is good
My my, my my, my my
My God is good
My my, my my
My God is good
My my, my my
My God
Gucci
Louie
Gucci
Louie
Louie
Gucci
Louie
Gucci
My closet got Gucci
My closet got Gucci
My closet got Gucci
My closet got Gucci
My closet got Louie
My religion, my religion, my, my, my religion
My religion, my religion, my, my, my religion
My religion, my religion, my, my, my religion
My
Yeah i see you niggas lurkin
Get your bands up
Get to workin
Better boss up in the process
Pop a perc then i get busy
Money on my mind
Pussy
My-my-my-my-my-my-my-my-my-my-my-
My-my-my-my-my-my-my-my-my-my-my-
My-my-my-my-my-my-my-my-my-my-my-
My-my-my-my
You are to me my greatest
My shirt off (shirt off)
I'm finna take my shirt off (shirt off)
We love to show off (come) everybody shirt off
I take my shirt off and all
My-my-my-my-my-my-my-my-my-my-my-
My-my-my-my-my-my-my-my-my-my-my-
My-my-my-my-my-my-my-my-my-my-my-
My-my-my-my
You are to me my greatest
of arguing girl)
My love, uh huh, my love, hey
My love, hey, my love, hey
My love, hey, my love, hey
My love, hey, my love, hey
My love, hey, my love,
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey (I'm tired of arguing girl)
Hey, hey, hey, (I'm tired of arguing girl)
Hey, hey, hey
My love, uh huh, my love, hey
Back is aching, my bra too tight
Back is aching, my bra too tight
Back is aching, my bra too tight
Booty shaking from the left to the right
Back is
on this indo (Guess who's back)
In the studio with my partners out here
(Guess who's back)
Pacific Heights in the house
(Guess who's back) , know what I
My, my, my my my, my
My, my, my my my, my
My, my, my my my, my
Got me saying my my my my, my
My, my, my my my, my
My, my, my my my, my
My, my, my my
Lately I’ve been feelin’ stressed
Way too focused on progression
My girl said you should get some rest
But I never learn my lesson
It all gets
Yeah
Fake homies do turn to fake phony dudes
Let me find out that you phony too
Yeah, fake homies do turn to fake
Roll my blunt, fill my cup,
I said that I'ma ride for my motherf*cking hittas,
Most likely I'ma die with my finger on the trigger
I been grinding outside, all day with my
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