Lyrics:
swag
Then you should look up in the stars
The stars [x3]
Look up at da stars
Look up at da stars
Look up at da stars
[Wale:]
Now I'm back on my
a fool to fall in lust with this evil ge-nius
She had me by the nuts
She ain't got shit but man she loves it plush
Whippin I whip, and suckin up I
be one man mopol I'm all by myself
When I get credit alert the
Cash is paid by self
Hustler l'omo mo le fi ese sa de mile twelve
I'm so ghetto any day
be one man mopol I'm all by myself
When I get credit alert the
Cash is paid by self
Hustler l'omo mo le fi ese sa de mile twelve
I'm so ghetto any day
[Chorus 2x]
You punks better back up
I dont need no back up
You get high drunk then you cowards wanna act up
[Project Pat]
I tote a 9 with a choppa
me out i been authentic aint no counterfit
Switching up the flow this off the dome cause i was meant for this
Banging old school project pat on my
a clear description, fearin' the repercussions
Like, "I was on the ground, I ain't see him bustin'"
Now the DA chasin' a plea, they hatin' I'm free
The case
De-de-de-da-de-de-de-de-de-da-di-day
KRS-One comin' wit' the Tech and Sway
Yo, I rock up on the littlest set, and up on the biggest set
As ill as it gets, I still manage to wiggle
alway high as fuck just like im on a space ship
I get it poppin
She wanna roll where im rockin
Im taking off like a rocket
YBA packin
I heard a song you
I don't have no one but me myself and I
Listen
I gotta get some work done man
I ain't come in the studio just to chill
This Swizz just flew out,
this money
Now I get this money by the Brinks truck buddy
Need a mansion and a yacht, 'til I feel like Puffy
Summertime in the hood and it still not
and got ah sack and grabbed a smith and western
Looked at the projects like I got us ima be a legend
Look in the mirror like I'm tired of stressing
If
the champ
Is here I guarantee that they ass woke,
Ridin' on spoke, dats the elbow, still rockin' in da ice white shell toe,
Dis for my boys by dat kelso
Hey yo Queens get the Money long time no cash
I'm caught up in the hustle when the guns go blast
The fool retaliated so I had to think fast
Pull
Askin' folks about this Mack but
In them streets nobody knows
Lil Man, Scan Man, Project Pat
North Memphis bound when I'm
Clickin' with the Mafia
But ain't
two
I ain’t cry over da spilled milk
Take da lil bit I got, and I made due
We got drums
Like beats by the pound
My nigga. It's a no limit round here
I
And you know what they say
If you snitch you gone get stitched up
I can tell by the way they move
They really need to fix up
Remember when they said I
and gentlemen, once again
As if we never left
It's MTV Unplugged
I'll be your host this evening
I go by a couple of names
Some people, they call me a lot
trying to get this s**t
Stoney Rivers, B 2 Da 3rd. Shoutout to all n***as out there
We gettin dis money, By Any Means Necessary still Ya dig?
Creepin up
the work
Ayy, before I go to sleep, I gotta get some head
That's how I want my day to end, wake up and get it again
Before I trust you with my money,
a clear description, fearin' the repercussions
Like, "I was on the ground, I ain't see him bustin'"
Now the DA chasin' a plea, they hatin' I'm free
The case
yo ass cuz you think you did something
I aint fucked up bout no nigga
Niggas coming by the dozen
I be with da shit, my paper is thick, like niggas kill
bond
Test the crew with the guns and let's get this shit on
Why, must I be like that? Why, must I pack the gat?
On my left, niggaz be rollin with
braids
Dranking all the hate away
So dudes ya do what I do
Y'all don't want no guns play
45 AK
Make get low anyday
I ain't lie, I tell da truth, man
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