Lyrics:
on now
As we proceed, to give you what you need (yeah)
You know I like it when your body goes (bump, bump, bump)
Bad Boy, B2K
Yo O, talk to 'em, playa
-BRAZY, LIL LEAK]
One-two ?cannot buckles? in my shoes
Just right red strings, sportin' Dickies and hang
Joy riding off P.T.
And my momma call when my
(Aight Matt)
(Two choices)
(Stay inside)
(With nothing to do)
(Or go outside)
(And possibly die)
(Yo life is hard bro)
Aight I'm laying
played by a honeyDIP
But now I'm on the money TIP so now I call the honeydip honey BITCH
And swing hardcore because that's where I come from (yeah)
I
in
Hold up lil buddy where yo head go
And let me hear that shit again it not no echo
I'm not regular
Put two cents on top your head that's what your
Niggas in the A but they still taking Marta
Fresh out the booth, just left the parlor
Dialing up the money, my honey, call her
Taking luckies out my crib
plenty money and honey bunnies
20s and 10s, drive a Benz, you can't take nothin from me
Cause I came up on the streets, a straight up poor boy
But I beat
dropping three's half court
Never ever telling what they need not know
Sex and money
Liquor thats sweet as honey fake niggas we see as funny
I could never
dropping three's half court
Never ever telling what they need not know
Sex and money
Liquor thats sweet as honey fake niggas we see as funny
I could never be
a animal
Ate a few rappers that make me Cannibal
I'm making a movie make sure that cameras on
Flow doper then fentanyl
Ain't bout no money I ain't then I
takin no shit, just stayin clever and makin the hits
Shakin the tits of the honeys when they jump
Makin money's what we bump 'cause slumps is for
We gettin' bitches, bitches, money, money, basically
There ain't no kissin', we just fuckin' honeys, basically
You see why'all snitchin' niggaz
a queen and sweet girl just like honey (Honey)
No digging for gold, girl it ain't about money (Money)
No Usain Bolt, nah you won't see me running (Running)
Swisher Sweets, no more Honey Buns
Fresh white tee, bright like the sun
Only nigga round here rockin' Mishka
I'm through your hood, you ain't got no
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you
make it rich like money
Get ya body ready make it sweet like honey
Get ya body ready make it rich like money
(Get your body baby)
Come follow me
Come
die by
Smart no dummy
I aint neva talk
Mouth full of honey
Run ya lips
I stitch it gummie
Granny Top
I call that gumbie
Wrap it up
I been hard mummy
the friend no foe
It's a brand new day
I had to find a new way new wave
I just made two hundred k
I keep going like a runaway
Go get the money undele
I need
I don't even know why you tried to play me honey
Now I'm down with Warner Brothers getting Bugs Bunny money
(Word, now you wild females know how G
for love, I was looking for money
I was looking for a taste of cmerican honey
cnd I found it in a girl named sweet cmanda-Jane
I met her on the sands
money, and a lot of it
In big bills, 'cause money right here make this whole world spin
Say you went on a gin, 'cause honey go home with strange men
Dance
money, and a lot of it
In big bills, 'cause money right here make this whole world spin
Say you went on a gin, 'cause honey go home with strange men
Dance
Just according to my brother
I should keep going harder
To the top without a ladder
With the rabbas I dey gather
Like bro
No money no honey
You gats
by side
I ain't in it for the money honey
they drilled a hole right through my mind
drilled a hole right through my mind
Science is just a pack
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