Lyrics:
more it’s the city by the beach
Because we party till we party no more
It’s the city by the beach central coast stand up my brother
Party till we party
to Rome
But niecy always seemed to make it back home
Now I am eighteen and to my surprise
Niecy got babies by two
Mike was a bright one in senior class
Saving himself for the right one, then seen her pass
"Denise can be my wife, son, if we can last"
That's all
that's my lunch
Ru-ru-run your motherfuckin' pockets when I come
It's an honor to be robbed by Denise's only son
Yeah, give a ready baby boy, beta
wanna have your baby
F**k these h*es, they not ladies
Did I like em? Yah maybe!
Gavin Hunter, puttin' my wrist on God
I got a brand new wrist, on God
I
that cell
I still pull up on my lil'
Bitch on Pingree and LaSalle
I felt Baby Los 'cause I was
Really saved by them bales
My lil' cousin only twelve, EDD
faces on faces bruh
Big faces on faces bruh
Dead men in my pockets got me goin' up
It's goin' face down if a nigga flex us
Yeah, in God we trust, but
and the girl acted scary
I heard she was freakin' for my homeboy Jerry
Took her to the house and I popped that cherry
Young and tender, sweet Denise
Get her
Betty
Her pussy got wet and it smelled like death
I was tired as hell, I was drippin' sweat
But I was all up in her tryin' to hold my breath
Bake
em back on my piano
Find me organizing patterns of Denise Williams soprano
Find me organizing the fam to defeat you all in battle
Don't test me don't
23 a slice
Transactions by the building, uptown Harlem world, Manhattan where we kill them (Taz)
Plus my project way of thinking spending most my
Gimme my cash
I yell before we all hit the ground
They shooting back
I heard they shots stop so I quickly crawl to the front
Got to the door to make it's
Betty
Her pussy got wet and it smelled like death
I was tired as hell, I was drippin' sweat
But I was all up in her tryin' to hold my breath
Bake
Betty
Her pussy got wet and it smelled like death
I was tired as hell, I was drippin' sweat
But I was all up in her tryin' to hold my breath
Bake
Can't get back time that gone by
These cats think they got nine lives
So a makeup is only makeshift
Make a impact every time I make hits
You better wake
and the girl acted scary
I heard she was freakin' for my homeboy Jerry
Took her to the house and I popped that cherry
Young and tender, sweet Denise
Get her
#2: It could be carried by an African swallow!
GUARD #1: Oh, yeah, an African swallow maybe, but not a European
swallow, that's my point.
GUARD #2:
my pre rolls, think i forgot my pre rolls/ fuck
I think i forgot my pre rolls, think i forgot my pre rolls/
I Gotta u turn go back to the crib, only got one with
I got aboriginal blood running thru my dna
Mexican, Cherokee, Blackfoot, running thru my dna
I'm one with the All In All, the Most High in my dna
Paradise evades me
I get a glimpse of the sun then it's back to the cave
I wear all my jackets for comfort not warmth
They're never the same
At least
a rush
See you cuttin' up a pie, that's my lunch
(Run-run)
Run your motherfuckin' pockets when I come
It's a honor to be robbed
By Denise's only son
Yeah,
Baby, you get perks when you poppin'
I come from the dirt, from the bottom
Bitch, twerk, I got options
Mi casa, su casa, that's for my mobsters
the whip screaming niggas
Ain't shit is her ritual, she say She got love for em all but not The unconditional
She has a three year old that Goes by Denise
Finessed the plug, an now they got a bounty
While your ass was fasting, my whole team was eating
Keep it on me if you think I'm sleeping
Getting paper cuts,
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