Lyrics:
Gravy!
Ay ay ay ay ay
Gravy train Nature Boy Ric Flair pop shit
Think I'm Randy Savage when I hit you with that drop kick
Hop in, walk out
[Chorus]
This is my song for real no doubt
See the DJ is making me feel thugged out
As I walk you to dance floor
We begin to dance slow
You put
[Chorus]
This is my song for real no doubt
See the DJ is making me feel thugged out
As I walk you to dance floor
We begin to dance slow
You put
It's a mack attack, coming from way back
My name is Too $hort baby, I don't play that jack
I'm from the Dangerous Crew, and I tell you it's true
told me to hit the hole, I used to play running back
You niggas be fumbling, don't you give 'em no gun again
These bitches be flying out, yeah, 'cause
side, stick out her backside
Mami, what they gon' say to you
Got your hair did and your favorite shoes
Tell 'em don't play with you, get 'em away
I won't ever fold, no
I won't sell my soul, no
They turned my heart cold, yeah, ah, ah
It's my time and I can't hold out
I hit the booth
off me
I've been hearing niggas slick talking
F&N make 'em back off me
Percocet got me moonwalking
Young nigga tryna stay focused
Niggas play we
out to VampCamp
Get it out the mud Bitch I was posted on the block
Dade county ass nigga sweaty weed up in my socks
I Don't know too many niggas I don't
but made more Money just from dropping out
I'm calling plays on my side of town
I'm talking money I ain't wilding out
Shit came in they quacking out
gotta rush
I can pace it out
Now you got my heart
So don't play around
See I'm working hard
Ima make it out
If some shit go down
Would you stay around
Bae
of love
I'm all out of love I don't wanna play these games
All this back and forth it done drove me insane
I'm all out of love
I'm all out of love
I ask
Ayy, why the fuck they tryna play
These niggas acting dumb like AJ don't got him a K
We'll pull up on your block and let out 60 bright day
Tell em'
up pa'? Come on)
Machete (in and out)
Machete (in and out)
Machete (in and out)
This is the remix
Machete (in and out)
Machete (in and out
don't know your place
I be on my way out, you're in my way
Fuck else can I say?
Said I don't play, play no games, mmm
Fuck else can I say?
You're in my
down
Real nigga, I don't play around
About my business, I don't play around
For real
Lights a gamble, rolling sevens only come out
Baby I can't lay up
Yo yo fam
Wagwan? What's good fam?
Yeah, what's popping?
Nah, nothing out here bro
Oi, oi, that video is banging you know
Fam, it's like on what -
to toe Yves Saint Laurent
I did not come to play with you (At all)
Don't give no fuck off the Henny (Fuck it)
I'm drinkin' it right out the pitcher
Rippa On The Beat, bitch let me hear it
I got a couple soldiers, we
Ready to roll out, yeah
Came from the bottom
What you know 'bout it? yeah
No, we
Who really bout that, you'll see when the smoke clears
'Cause we really out here! (We really out here!)
We really out here! (We really out here!)
We
she had plenty
But love for me, she didn't have any
I was inviting (her into my heart)
Hmm, but she was out riding (in some other man's car uh)
Yeah
How you gon' try to play me?
Is this sremmlife?
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah (hey)
(Hey)
How you gon' try to play me like a sucka
Migos!
I had to play this shit off
I wanted to make you my life
I knew from that day, on everything
That nothing you say could ever change my mind
I
trap it out in the vacant, yeah
Patek Philippe they got my wrist and they don't play with that
She been suckin' dick way before a nigga made it, yeah
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