Lyrics:
poor son, flow for the profit
Love it when you give it to me like, shake it til you get your money right,
Wild style with the mouth down, growl foul
hide from the darkside
Fuck runnin' from the sun it's a no win situation goin' up against
gladiation
Now knowin' what you're facin'
Junelover:
Question
(How he get with that?)
Only flirt wit top tier
Only fuck what's better than that (Yeah)
No This dick ain't free lil baby I might settle for them racks
Run up on your lawyer for your contract then rip it
Shame on your label, for trying to let you eat at my seat
When they know I call my name at this
Hey, baby, why you goin' that way
Oh, sugar, come on go it my way
And I'm goin' to a place where funky people play
Oh, honey, we'll sing sho'nuff
the shit that I done been through
that's deeper than that She push her baby out the pussy, how deep
is the cat
Okay, you say you gettin' money, how deep is
what'll I do
I'm goin' honky tonkin', get as tight as I can
Maybe by then you'll 'preciate a good man
Tell me why baby, why baby, why baby, why
You
my brother
I just gave Will a lil' somethin' for your baby mother
But don't stress, know you caught up in the b.s
But next time you see us, we gonna be
and my baby
Yeah I drive him so
Yeah I drive him so
So wild, I'm out my mind
And girl you know that that's fine
Long as I got you by my side, no lie
No
against the wall
Get to actin' like a fool if ain't no justice for the Dogg
Got to take it out on all y'all
Better read the papers, all my homies goin
And who you don't fuck with
'Cause the shit get wild y'all
Keep your mind on your riches, baby
Keep your mind on your riches
9-1-1, it's an emergency
to bag it up (bag it up)
I like the way you work it
No diggity
I got to bag it up
She's got class and style
Street knowledge by the pound
Baby
your fuckin' piggy bank you could get hog tied
Two Ninas on me, you fuck with me them girls goin' wild
Guilty conscience pimpin', make my ho sit
hatin
Government clone making celebrity pedophiles
Book me for hustling then sit there and let em wild
Full of shit by the mile
Everything bottom file
I'm by your side
For one last night
For all of time
A hundred years
A million more
I'm by your side
So come on back to me, oh
Baby when
drive me wild like a roller coaster
I been givin' you my last n' all I ask is for to bring me closure
I'm feelin' lost and alone by myself
Like how they
I’m very truthful when I’m bussin’
Get my point across and minimal cussin’
(You know the deal)
Been lookin' like a wild boy
But I’m really
child
She asked the first guy to have his baby
He looked at her like she must be crazy
He was makin' records and goin' on tour
Twenty thousand people hip
by her apron strings
'Twern't for powder and her store-bought hair
The man she love wouldn't gone nowhere, nowhere
Got them Saint Louis Blues; I'm
a Bonnie
This the wild crazy life of Groovy Giovanni
And my pockets looking overweight
Your pockets scrawny
Got some foreign diamonds harvested by TV Johnny
I needed
I hit the road on the weekends to do a show
Ain't ask for money but they
Still gave a lil' dough
Just a bunch of wild kids in the front row
I'm losing my mind lil baby I'm paranoid
Always gone say it's my fault you see that I'm heartless what are you staring for
Sometimes I sit in
it's gon' be alright
Alright I know it, see I got a child
I know I'm young, but when you left dog, things got wild
I know you probably saying 'damn,
Hey, yeah, I wanna shoop, baby
Ooh, how you doin', baby?
No, not you
You, the bow-legged one, yeah
What's your name?
Damn, that sounds sexy uh
Here I
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