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Shouts to my neighbors, that don’t say much
When they see me in and out the house so much
Hop in a cab so much
With an ounce in the back so much

Hopped in the lab like I'm throwing a jab
Hit the freeway just to get me some gas 
Speed for the pay like I'm whipping a cab
Yea I got the relay then

wanna see me again
Ya you can say anything you wanna
But baby we both know you're gonna

Call me drunk 
At 2 in the morning from the back of a cab
Cuz you

Bend up your back
Gwarn bruk off your spine
W-wile out for me
Girl you know what this about
Look, Girl it ain't no black cab ting
If I pull up on, pull

the deal and she wanna play
She wanna grow old
I wanna meet your maker
I wanna meet your maker
She wanna hop in a Rover
She wanna go all over
Jump in a cab

Moving to fast
(Yeah, yeah)
I got that swag
(Yeah)
 Swear that I really got cash 
(Yeah, yeah)
You in cab 
(Yea)
You Pulled up I handled the tab
(Yeah,

Like people on the sidewalk
People always pass me by
I breakdown, it’s past dark
A cab takes me to First Park
And I can’t get you off my mind
I’ve been

the final song that I sung

While pullin' the trigger
Said goodbyes to my brains
Took a cheap cab to the astral planes
Where I chose a life that I'd come

drive away, what do you say
Let's catch a cab or bus or plane
I'll meet you in New York City
On 5th and Broadway
Let's watch the sun or chase the moon

town Cause if there was I_d be calling one up right now Flagging down a yellow cab, climbing in the back seat Tell the driver the name of your street

work it
Turn it up the the cab of the Chevy is burnin
It’s on fire
Sweat keeps dripping down to drink your sippin’ in my heart’s meltin’ faster with

sin
When it's over lets begin
Don't you know, don't you know

I want you to, stay
I'm tired of feeling this way
The cab fare is all that you'll pay

your sleeve   
Don't call me babe unless I say it's okay
Don't think just cause you got me a drink
I lost my mind
Tryna' get me in your cab just because

want to, me and you
Cab we just forget the emptiness inside
It keeps growing

You say you're screaming, on the inside
And can you hear my cries?

We can

Get to the bag
Young nigga get to the bag

Young nigga get to the bag Davinci Davinci
Yea
I got your bitch hopping out cabs to hop in a bentley
Yea
I

I'm counting racks
I'm counting stacks
When I'm with the gang we speaking facts we never cap
You in a cab
I'm in a maybach
And I might pull up on yo

Yea
Get with the plan
Hit her and quit her she can't get a pass
She know that we with it she know where I'm at
I call her a uber I got her a cab
Can't

the Mac, in the back
Of the cab
With the scope, at you head
Leave you brain dead, thinkin’ ‘bout the things that you said
Now I’m sittin at your grave, with

the grind you gave me
I get in other cabs and they be lookin' at me crazy
All they have to do is greet in a positive factor
Even if I was mad at the world, it

like to treat it like a cab
Not a pumpkin but a shorty just need something I can grab
Take her shopping, any option
Tell em put it on my tab aye

All

head /
As the dust settles / drop me in a cab /
no clothes on / tell 'em my name /
my name/ is nickles / nickles
/ i'm scattered to the four winds /
i

Kick shawty out and I bought her a cab
This hollow hit you in the throat so you gag
Your outfit is whack you look like a fag

Bitch its lil skovie I step

I'm saucy call a cab
Heard some nigga talkin hot
We gon run down on his block
Whatever he got
That nigga gon run it run i
Heard he talkin shit
We gon

warn yo ass
Then be mad when you catch us in the cab 
Ima be up with my old bih 
Chillin vibing by the water
Making up I might toss yo ass a quarter
Cuz