Mardi Gras (feat. Young Juve & Lil Soulja Slim)
Ridiculous Rowe
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Yea And they like it better when you ain't got no pot to piss in Was doing me, I ain't know it was a competition Aye, aye, And they like it better when you ain't got no pot to piss in Was doing me, I ain't know it was a competition Nigga, stop all that bitchin' Yea the streets called, they want an encore They say want more, they know my heart pure Now I got cash & bank accounts offshore I got some land I might build on I'm not sure I gotta rock with the real & negate the flaw Aye life been better ever since I got away from y'all Just needed better energy I got no hate for y'all The only time I say y'all name is when I pray for y'all swear to God Remember days in Dade doing damage In Hialeah got addicted to that Cuban sandwich Now my Ol lady got me out here eating salads I ain't no vegan or nothing, just trying to keep it balanced, feel me As you can see I'm doing me I ain't know it was a competition Feel me? And they like it better when you ain't got no pot to piss in When everybody doubted shit I was optomistic Was doing me I ain't know it was a competition Just do you & maybe you can be in my position Nigga, stop all that bitching Bitch don't out us to get your clout up Niggas hate, but we don't run our mouth, just shoot the house up Jumped off the porch got in some pussy now a nigga beefing Too many bodies on this gun but shit I gotta keep it Don't pray for peace I pray that all my niggas just keep eating You keep it G & you gon' prosper that's what I believe in OG got me leaning I came up under some niggas that'll smoke you for no reason Money straight but I'll still pull up kick dope cuz I'm a heathen Shoutout to my demons, cuz they know me the best How you a threat boy that ain't even a real bulletproof vest Best your respect cuz if you don't this knife go in your neck I play for keeps I like to cheat & I like getting checks I keep the heater with me They got niggas all over say they wanna kill me Can't let them niggas steal me 21 200,000 trying to get a milli That's why you catch me out of town & thuggin' in your city These lil' ones look up to me The OGs they salute And all these bad bitches 'round wan blow me like a flute If you ain't catch it from my accent bitch I'm from that boot Where I was raised bookoo niggas shoot it or they toot My whole committee gone, know how that make me feel Everyday my eyes open I be wan kill I holla free my uncle law because the love is real The only nigga keep me focused trying to get a deal A Nolia boy for real As you can see I'm doing me I ain't know it was a competition Feel me? And they like it better when you ain't got no pot to piss in When everybody doubted shit I was optomistic Was doing me I ain't know it was a competition Just do you & maybe you can be in my position Nigga, stop all that bitching
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