Lyrics:
the morning!
I got big C-Style on the grill
Eastside! Keepin' it way real
Dogg Dogg, LBC
If you got beef, with DPG,
Then holla at me, the D-O-G
If you
of that blow up
(Holla @ your boy)
That's what you get for fuckin' with them niggaz
Come and see me for that real O.G.
He a O-Z, I'm a whole ki
Dope
You got to go see the Wizard
To get you some heart.
And arch-bishop Don Magic Juan is the Wizard
That's got the game, for them lame.
Bo$$ Playa!
R-E-S-P-E-C-T me"
I got this French chick that love to french kiss
She thinks she's Bo Derek, wear her hair in a twist
My, Cherie amour, to a belle
Merci, you
If you see me drive by holla at your boy
I find more swag holla at your boy
I pop more bottles holla at your boy
Chilling with models holla at your boy
thing change so
Holla if you need me
You always gon' be my boo
Holla if you need me
You know I still got chu
And if you ever need me to be
What you need
feel this for my people say yea-ee-yeah-ee-yeah- ee-yeah
Holla
Yo
What’s up Dwele man, what you into man?
Shit, Holla at me
Man we tryin'
are-E-S-P-E-see-T me"
I got this French chick that love to french kiss
She thinks she's Bo Derek, wear her hair in a twist
_Ma cherie amore, tu es belle_
Merci,
won't see me
Girl don't you holla holla holla, couple years ago wasn't messing wit me
I'm my own Patna Patna Patna, cause these pussy ass niggas don't
Yo
Come on holla
AHHHHHH
[Chorus]
Holla at a playa when you see me on the street trick, AHHHHHH
Yeaaa, holla at playa, holla at a playa, holla
you're feelin' me (Holla)
If you really likin' what you see (Holla)
It makes no difference to be where you at
When I holla baby holla back (wont you
Yo
Come on holla
Ah
[Chorus]
Holla at a playa when you see me on the street trick, ah
Yeaaa, holla at playa, holla at a playa, holla
the evil of the money trap me
So when you see me nigga
You better holla at me
Gotta be careful, can't let tha evil of the money trap me
So when you see me
at me yeah
We gone stack them chips up and get paid
Holla at me yeah
Bored with your nigga cause he lame
Holla at me yeah
If today be your night come my
(holla back) hey yo
[Verse 1:]
in the heart of a re-up, its sumthin like a g-up
M-C-A fingering that b-up or that c-up,
fiends creep up with
(holla back) hey yo
[Verse 1:]
in the heart of a re-up, its sumthin like a g-up
M-C-A fingering that b-up or that c-up,
fiends creep up with
That hourglass figure
That's what they mean by see in time
I wasn't even what she liked
Til the paper flashed like police lights
You're the reason why I
fiend for currency, get high off weed
Collect G's make my enemies bleed
When you see me nigga holla my set, and watch 'em ride
Outlaw motherfuckers
his business)
(Hey, Bo Diddley, now where ya been?)
Been around the world and now I'm back, again
(Hey, Bo Diddley, now what'd you see?)
I saw
my AK-Ring, nigga, i hit them up
Holla, holla
Fuck you
Fuck your bitch too
Holla, holla
Fuck you
She suck my dick too
Holla, holla
Fuck you
Nigga, what
(Holla back)
Hey, yo
In the heart of a re-up, it's somthin' like a G up
MCA fingering that B up or that C up
Fiends creep up with their flesh lookin' beat
the gal dem yeah
What you see is what you get real badman no lie
Step on the scene man I’m looking so fly
Is it the way me I move or the girl them a love
Why don't you holla back at me?
Now my man rap like I sip Thunderbird
Can't see me I flip the hoe in the street a bird
Nope, I ain't sippin' on no
up the tree
My foot on the gas
Burn up the street
I'm burning out aves
Burner is tucked
Bruner is tucked
Google my coat, see what it cost
Google
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