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of
iambs marching. Who said that? Who is in this dark room with me?
Who is standing by my side? Whispering in my ear?
Breathing on my neck? Giggling? Who is
Yellow PT Cruiser, yellow 'Lac on rims
Drop yellow 'Vette and a platinum Rolls Royce
That's seven different cars, everyday I got a choice
On my way
(huh)
Got betrayed by my boys so all I trust is guns and my toys
These streets are cold but my pockets broke so I ain't got a choice
Life of a dawg kept
spirit and joy
Running round town hear me skrt through noise
Know my heart cold but it's warm cause it's yours
Feelings too deep and too big to ignore
I
Cruiser, yellow 'Lac on rims
Drop yellow 'Vette and a platinum Rolls Royce
That's seven different cars, everyday I got a choice
On my way to pick up
Cruiser, yellow 'Lac on rims
Drop yellow 'Vette and a platinum Rolls Royce
That's seven different cars, everyday I got a choice
On my way to pick up
On my way to pick up Joyce, she be makin me moist
Givin me head while she hummin, she can play with her voice
And she got nice thighs, a big plump ass
benz yet
Mi buy my madda di big house but still mi nuh
Guh second floor pon di ends yet
Mi nah drop out before di trend set
Money over war dat is di
trapaulin
Mi waan fi rich, mi waan fi rich rich rich
Mi waan fi mi waan fi rich
Mi waan fi rich rich rich again
Mi want a million dollar by a morning
Tired fi
rich off a trick, I got rich
I got rich, I got rich, I got rich
Versace on both my bags, 200k Ima tote
I got rich, I got rich, I got rich
Big .45 by my
crisis,
The rich will retreat to private bunkers with their wealth and possessions.
*
The injustice of inequality is sanctioned by the church.
With
married to my fine Aunt Rita
who is the leader, of the merry cheaters
So, I don't greet ehr cause my Uncle don't need her
Grandma Joyce, drives a Rolls
Rich, rich, rich, rich, rich, rich
I'm just trying to be rich ( big fish)
Rich, rich, rich, rich, rich, rich
I'm just trying to be rich
Back on my
Joyce drives a Rolls Royce
Of the family I'm a favorite choice
Buddy named Homer, used to be a loner
Now he's got a girl by the name of Mona
Now that
married to my fine Aunt Rita
who is the leader, of the merry cheaters
So, I don't greet ehr cause my Uncle don't need her
Grandma Joyce, drives a Rolls
My heart is young, and my soul is free
Go away little boys don’t bother me
This is a statement made by Joyce
Way back in the 60’s by her choice
I
Lost my breath when it came and uh
They say we joyce in death but the pain
Best believe my first boy gon' be blessed wit your name
All that's left is
choice
Cah' I'm a big juggernaut like Joe Joyce
Yeah, don't say my name in vein
Deal with Stardawg but I give David Hayes
Move at an amazing pace
Big right
you swimmin' with the koi
Five to Nine like Royce
Big money by choice (Fettyyy)
Big money by choice
NANI
NANI
Yo' bitch is joinin' my posse
NANI
NANI
Brown did not accept me
It was my first choice but my application was rejected
Or maybe I never even applied
Memory is funny that way
I decided
(yeah)
I strive to be live 'cause I got no choice
And run my own business like my Aunt Joyce (yeah)
So Pete Rock hit me, nuff respect due (uh-huh)
When
(yeah)
I strive to be live 'cause I got no choice
And run my own business like my Aunt Joyce (yeah)
So Pete Rock hit me, nuff respect due (uh-huh)
When
ya
We 'bout it, 'bout it like them No Limit soldiers
This ice cream man, kilos go for lower
The luggage is the new collab duffle by Rimowa
You got no choice (aye, aye) bad bitch named Joyce (aye, aye)
Pickin' up coins (aye, aye) in the rolls royce (aye, aye) aye
All red foreigns, all
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