Lyrics:
you with my wang
Ya know what I'm saying?
I stuck her with my wang
She hit me in the balls
I grabbed her by her neck
And I bounced her off the walls
She
Fruit ninja split ya cantaloupe
Hundred Hand hit
Water style
Water flow
Fire style
Want the smoke
Wood style
Smoking dope
Wind style
Finna blow
Earth
Life styles of the live-en-dead
First ya live den ya dead, died trying ta clock what I said
Now I got a murder rap 'cause I bust ya cap with flavor,
Okay, aye man, I'm sucka-free, sucka duckin'
Tell all them suckas get the fuck outta my way MAN
You understand?
G Season
Told you motherfuckas once,
tucker
I don't trust 'em, I don't love her
Little brother
Don't make me reach out and touch ya
I don't got candy but I'll
Turn your head to Gushers, sucka
I burn my rubber
But when I get mad, Snoop, I pop my rubber
A girl tried to pop my rubber (What?)
Told her like Mike to Billie Jean, you are not my
a gutter nigga
Police ain't gon' find me nigga
Cause I'm long gone nogga
Should've listen to me nigga
Told ya I'm a testin' nigga
We gon' leave you
Pussy start to gushing
Ya she told me I'm the best
When she put her head down
I be all up in her neck
In her chest
Just keep sucking baby girl
Don't miss
pumpin', you make us so proud
We've been wantin' something this good for a while
But I'm not fooled by both them dimples on your face
'Cause when we danced,
stash, I just laugh at your face
Blow a stack on David 'cause I'ma pyro
Maniac from carriage, wit' the Rolls Gold
I was told by the O.G.'s like my Pops
If
told ya. Soldier man your post
Better cover your coast and lock all entries
If one of my sounds is off in your town
Then it's going down by the means
a n**** reach
My dogs will bite you and guess who the n**** leash
I was once told by my n**** Meach
You feed a sucka' he just grow to be a bigger leach
the Glove, but nice with the shots
Don't try to put me down, I don't feel pain and sorrow
(The sun will come out!) Yeah tomorrow, tomorrow
I bet ya bottom
party, so don't you worry
Bustin' all fresh rhymes, don't need to diss
'Cause I'm known at parties as a catalyst
Gonna make you all dance, keep ya body
Ayo iso pass me that lighter right there homie
I'm smoking on tree cause I hate being sober
I inhaled the odor
As time passes by I finally realize
She Told me get next to her
But I'm the messenger
I got time shawty I'm tryna flex with ya (Flex with Ya)
Check my style yeah you know I could pop it
ciy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
ciy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
ciy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
ciy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
cyo,
I just spoke to God told my nigga come bless me
I don't trust these niggas,
Scarecrow Omaze
Know what I'm saying?
Pretty Willie Suella
You can find me back on the block wit me reallas (with a new style)
Ladies start
tried to front my style
Sawed off his face when they broke him in half it was the dangerous crew and I
Tell ya it's true
Everything they said about
I told ya (ya)
ไวไฟ หลายใจ (ooh ya)
ถ้าจะบอกรักหนะสายไป (ya)
กำลังหาเงินผ่านสายไมค์ (ya)
ล่าฝันล่าฝัน กูยังหายใจ (ya)
Dirty cola (ooh ya)
Sipping
turn me on
I don't wanna be cool baby, as if I told ya what I want
They way you groove is so fly, and I won't front
If yout take off your clothes babe
Shoulda listened when Mariah told ya
Yeah
The way these white women love me
Swear you think that I'm a diet soda
Shoulda listened when Mariah told ya
Aye Ye said 50 told em switch his style up Scrilla told me don't spend less get ya dollaz up Juelz Dollaz really where I got my style from My
Making songs better while I just display the bars
Knew I had Cha$e, ain't no ReelSeason
They told me hip hop was dead guess what I'm still breathing
What
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