Lyrics:
pink
I love that gangsta red
Cause you ain't ghetto enough for me
And you ain't hot enough for me
And you ain't fly enough for me
And you're too
her weed shop
Her eyes the colour that makes the sea pop
Pop, met her in a weed shop
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[Verse]
Didn't know she was a big fan
Tan, skin got me
Mr. Kanye West, you know!
Can't forget, Stack Bundlez, what up b?!
Uh, Poo Bear
Everybody showin' me love my whole Fort Minor family!
Styles
you
They see me in a hoodie thinkin' how you driving that
They think why do blacks love buyin' ice and that
Bruh they went Africa and took our
cool with me
Put my all into rap can't be part time
Hard times
Britt was there through all the dark times
Call Don, Shop Boyz get a sharp line
Sharpnack
to the hills, pimpin', loungin' by the pool
And I love the way it feel, of course, I keep it real
Garcon, come here yo, I'm kinda parched
I want a big Blue
Actin' like you showin' love
Actin' like you showin'
Actin' like you showin' love, but I doubt it
By these snakes, I'm surrounded
And I really
the capital H-E-A-V-Y-D-sin
This is my yard, better get my ?preason?
No discontent cause I'm all about pleasin
Ladies come to me because, they love squeezin
the shop, but I can't say no more
Switching lanes, playing by my rules, I write my own script
Why you mad at me? Your bitch was choosing, she was on my tip
REMEMBER CHiVERS STREET?
THE OLD CHiVERS STREET
JUST ASK BOUT KELLY LiL BOY
I BET THEY MENTiON ME
MY HOOD I LOVE THEM LADiES
MY HOOD I LOVE THEM BABiES
I
(Show no love)
Gets no love from me
Never catch me lacking
Open up shop then we taxing
I been had to pray on the mattress
Devil couldn't catch me
God
(Upset)
(Like I ain't buff yet)
Yeah I'm upset
You showin' other girls love like I ain't buff yet
Don't sleep on me shawty, I ain't up yet
Don't
about stackin' money
(stackin' money) , blowin' it (blowin' it)
Gettin' love
(gettin' love) , showin' it (showin' it)
Got ray
(got ray) , roll it then
I'm used to being broke now I'm used to being the plug
I'm used to being hated now They showin me the love
She used to walk pass me now she begging
run by the hat shop, silently run by the weightlifting champion of 1958, silently run by the scientists, silently run by the wealth fund, silently run
my gun with me (always) for peace I keep it right by my side (05 bitch)
Big Nate long beach we'll keep Lil' Jon tight beat so come on let's ride
she hate me, but she showin' love nigga
She don't give a fuck with it
I said like wassup witcha
And she just waiting on me to pull up
But I aint
love once, it made me a dogg
Yeah, I put that shit on, watch me drip to the gods
Showin' 'em my broads, Emilio Pucci on me drippin' sauce
Feel up
wanna nigga then
Like you want a nigga now
Straight boyz n the hood
Want me cause i made it out
I ain't goin for that shit
All a hoe get is dick
Tryna
Exposin' radiation like a vulcan
I'm the only guy that knows why the golden eye
Was stolen by five Soviet spies
They told me to lie; they don't want
Exposin' radiation like a vulcan
I'm the only guy that knows why the golden eye
Was stolen by five Soviet spies
They told me to lie; they don't want
You can be my baby baby if you keep it real
One love for a thug let me tell you how I feel
So real when I hold your body close to mine
Every time I'm
Get it
Get it
Chase it down
This money
It loves me
It stays around
I can’t help but chase it
Don’t hold me down
With all this dough we rollin’
We
Drugs, come shop and I'll show you some love
A thug till I die, I can't fuck with a scrub
I built me a team with this hammer and gloves
I fell a few times,
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