Lyrics:
up in the sky that my I won't get no service
Democracy be the dope, community in the choke
Lil' woadie just caught his case, he was looking forward
I'm living
Need to get the money up so I can fuck around and flip it
I ain’t like these other niggas, I ain’t have a father figure
I ain’t wanna ask my
to work, I do my job
I gets it in, I goes hard
Think I had too much to drink, you feel me God
Too turned up, I broke the knob
I bet you won't
Turn up, turn
Get it by my lonely
They know nothing 'bout me
They know my songs and everything but don't know my story
So many niggas gone before me,
Still, we
she don't complain
Get it? She take it off, she don't cum playin'
Yeah, we gettin' rich by any means (by any means)
She want the dick by any means
them?
If I gotta pay to get in the club
I'ma go pop the trunk and turn the street volume up to ten
I ain't on the guest list, I ain't V.I.P.
I snuck
believe that I
I can do this all alone
I know I been messin up
I know I been actin up
I know I need to show you I can get it together
I know I know better
of Louisiana
c driver run the red light and run bikers down
On their Harley Davidson to the Bayou Saloon
The biker's groom
Get up oh oh
Get up now
Get up oh oh
'cause her lovin
Ain't better than her sister
I can't get enough, the bad got me stuck
I give her all my money and
She always do me up
Bun say I'm trippin
Y'all don't want, beef
No y'all don't want, that
Get caught up in these streets
Get shot up by them heats
y'all don't want, beef
No y'all don't
it
Anything she want she gon get it
I said my prayers and I got it
The bigger d bag and I got it ooo
The D in the spine she gon get it
Gidi up you gon
Hands up left right DJ get their chest tight
Poppin' for the west side spinnin' 'til your head light
Hands up left right DJ get their chest tight
Get a bag (Eat that up)
Get a bag
Get a bag
Get a bag (yea yea)
Get a bag
Get a bag
Get a bag (yea…yea yea)
Get a bag
Get a bag
Get a bag (get a bag)
get high
So get by get by, the future's waiting
Get by get by, the future's waiting
Blame it on the rain outside, or on the cold and tired mind
I wish I
pussy
We toast it up, let the bar come to us
I'ma get deep in that pussy
You know what come with the fame
You know what come with these dames
You
a wild animal
When he get's hungry then it's robbery season
Beaten up as a child
So he likes to hurt people, he don't need a reason
He thought them man
by myself Now you mad that I'm shinin', did it by myself
Wake up, get this paper I did it by myself, you's a hater
I wake up, I get this paper I get
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up, raise 'em up, raise 'em up (swipe)
Drop it off in your fucking face, it's the sawed-off (hey, yeah)
Gotta get my ass
feed lines to felines just to get up in their tummies quick
Yeah you got tricks but I got five more
So any game you try to play, you better know I got
Big racks in the bank
Bag it up
Big house by the lake
Add it up
Get it now I never wait
Bag it up
This is how you get paid
Bag it up
Bag it up
Bag it
Hm, yeah
Mhm
We take the good, we take the bad
It's not about what we had
We just tryna get by
We stay out of trouble
All we wanna do to get
Timberland boots, Air Force
And shell-toes
Who the f*** is them?
If I gotta pay to get in the club
I'ma go pop the trunk and turn
The street volume up
Everybody get up
Everybody get up
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey (ah)
Hey, hey, hey (woo)
Turn me up
If you can't hear, what I'm tryna say
but I'm not really chasing mine
I soak it all up like a sitting fly
'Cause nowadays getting by, nothing more than an occasional meal and getting high
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