Lyrics:
jaw diamond ring
Bitch don't hate me hate the bank, or snatch the G's that I take
Or hate my shiny wristband, and big ass rims I rotate
See people
jaw diamond ring
Bitch don't hate me hate the bank, or snatch the G's that I take
Or hate my shiny wristband, and big ass rims I rotate
See people
told me, all the way, go straight to that ass
Make a student be late for the class
She make a nigga wanna holla even throw a couple dollars
So I gotta
rock
See that ass hop
Watch that ass hop
All the fellaz like ta see ya make the planet rock
Way to much ass for me baby
Slow it down right here
Call it
the ice"
*Get Loaded* "A whole lot of ass...back in those days" "You better know it"
*Get Loaded* "Get yo ass drunk" "Oh, fuck me good baby"
Intro Skit
weapon and I quickly start bustin'
I go, cold loco lay 'em down by the dozen
I look at my riders, they say nothing's confusin'
Why, why, why? It's
keep the K
Bash a dude's wig over Baby Bash
He my smokin' nephew, we be checkin' brazin' cash
We kept G's on the omni floor
Put the bloody bills with
weapon and I quickly start bustin'
I go, cold loco lay 'em down by the dozen
I look at my riders, they say nothing's confusin'
Why, why, why? It's
richer from the blood of the working class
Let a poor family starve just to feed your greedy ass
People get sick, can't afford to get well
Betrayed by
(Teflon Intro)
Momma and Daddy said we had to be in know I'm talkn' bout
(H2O Intro)
(Saw the police lights and ran back home)
(Teflon Intro
spring right up
Turn ya bitch ass to a folder!
Felt like I reversed gravity and you got smacked with a boulder
Sometimes I just can't hold my composure
fuck ten more bitches and have ten more babies
And lately, I've been wanting to take shit back to the eighties
And maybe, I'll drive-by shooting
Wait I think I've lost my way
I can feel it invade my veins
Bash my head till it goes away
Think today
I'll blow out my brains
Decaying all my goods
ass in a circle with this purple urple as long there’s Ice cubes in there
Every minute that I’m in with it fuck it go watch some Urkle
By myself play
than yours
Fifteen a night on tour, make 'em sick with no cure
As she sits by the bar she sips Cristies
In the midst of the party they bump hits by JD
Uh uh uh. Still ain't ready yet.
Uh uh uh. Niggaz still ain't ready yet.
Uh uh uh.
I hits the corner on three Daytonaz
Wit a bad ass bitch
hit ma dab chicks scream fa me (wooo) , i gat rings a gat chainz a gat cash baby lemme pull up on the bash (money) later on we be rollin on a maybach,
hit ma dab chicks scream fa me (wooo) , i gat rings a gat chainz a gat cash baby lemme pull up on the bash (money) later on we be rollin on a maybach,
[Intro]
In New York (it's comin)
In Detroit (it's comin)
In L.A. (it's comin
No, it's here)
The Batterram
The Batterram
(Went through my
Shawty is into me, she let me crash, two-person party, we havin' a bash
What you think all this Julio for?
She told me, "Go lock up the studio doors"
I am an O-UT-KAST
So get up off your ass
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git
I am an O-UT-KAST
So get up off your ass
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need
[x2]
Pickin em out dtink a bacardi we wicked now
the bigger the cup the quicker we figure to fill em
up I'm sick in the mouth
[Baby Phil]
(7 Sign in
Best Part Of Me
Written By Tree Wilson
Intro:
Do you wanna love me baby
Do you wanna love me baby
I can’t pretend I’m not in love
I can’t pretend
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