Lyrics:
you are
Catwoman in a red tight see-through
Dancing on a pole, with a do-see-do
Mosie on out, now where goes the hoe they call
Cinderella, making men
She ain't my girl but she still my lil baby
She ain't going nowhere nowhere are you crazy?
We was never done
Stupid lil' dumb nigga
I be doing me so
fading
Are you thinking that it's me you're fooling?
Where's the right in, all of our fighting?
Look at, look at, look at what we're doing
(Repeat Chorus)
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin' (yeah, not the mid is low now, turn the mics up some more)
Our music keeps you movin' what are
wig cooked when I'm done
{Lil Wayne}
now hold up be -Geezy, what seems to be the blood clot?
is it enough for me to go shoot up them drug
Slide on a lil nigga block like a Prezi
We slide with them G-Locks, bitch You slide with machetes
He send me the addy, lil bitch we ain't mailing
for you, not to be on no funny shit
I was thinkin', "Why would they kidnap that lil' ugly bitch?"
Naw, you ain't ugly baby girl, you beautiful
But
the days of our lives.
[Layzie: These are the days of our lives]
These are the days of our lives
Now come into my world,
and you can see that we are more
where you from?
I'm from that Chi Town, bitch
Who gives a fuck where you from?
I'm from that Richland, VA
Who gives a fuck where you from?
Now you don't
forreal?
Why the fuck would you try my gang? Drive by aim
That nigga walkin' we ride by lames
Boy I'mma find where your grandma stay
Play no games but we
everything cool
But I know people that died in that pool
I know people that died in them schools
Now what is the survivor to do?
Got to no trailer, you
Couldn't find you anywhere
When you broke down I didn't leave ya
I was by your side
So where are you now that I need ya?
Where are you now that I need ya?
I'm stackin' paper
Money to the ceiling, now I need a skyscraper
You are now, now rockin' with
Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch)
Waka Flocka Flame, Lil
are (where'd you go)
Real lyrics with real bars (real)
Real rappers not reality stars (real)
Substance not hoes, guns and cars (nah)
Real hip hop show
somewhere where they can't find us a thousand mileage away
It's been a minute since you put down your diary, are you okay?
I know lil' shawty sick of me
little bitch ass for frontin
You poor little crackhead ass ain't hurtin nuttin
Nigga you want the fame, now you're famous overnight
Famous for getting
the shit I been through
Bitch I went through it by myself
Now shit done changed, I got some change
I fuck around and hire help
Lil Hoe that shit you wish
oh oh oh
Liberaté mi amor
-Dancin' in circle-
It’s f hot in Roblox
Look at that costume points little
Monster you are delicious darling
Thank you so
now
Lil shawty, this shit not fault, you played yourself, now look where you are
She crying, she just wanna talk, I'm sorry lil' girl, don't know who
you, got somethin' Lord that'll honor you
Blow your little head off while you're tyin' your shoe
But back in the kitchen, Pyrex's
Occupied by
going
Where you going, where you going, now?
When you feel so far, so far from home
And your chances are slim, you're away on your own
Where you going,
press on the gas a 'lil more for the gain
I go by the code so I can't say no names
What they selling 'lil nigga you know it's illegal
Smoking on opp-pane
sunny all day
Charlie and Frank are in Philadelphia
That’s where they’ll stay
If you don’t know
Names Fettuccine Alfredo
Charlie hates to travel
Now you
we hustlin'
Vision my nigga now get in where you fit in
And see prison, as just the high cost of livin' the life
Ante up 'cause if you blow the dice
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