Lyrics:
Rudolf, and Pitbull, they gon' help you sing this song.
I love just who you are,
I ain't gon' try to change ya.
You are a shooting Star,
That's why you are
to solve'm
Drivin' down Harlem, the Aston a problem
No tint fishbowl it ain't hard to spot him
Think we got a problem, weed got too much
Only thing damn
bitch I want 'cause I got a check
I only ride foreign 'cause I got a check
You know I'm fully armed, you ain't gotta check
And every time you see me I
chicks in the living room
Getting it on and they ain't leaving till 6 in the morning
"O" is for oochie
Oh you ain't know
How many O's in the bankroll
y'all
If I don't come wit some sick shit I ain't coming at all
But listen you my brother and I love but you pitiful
And getting in you're ass is so
How you feel like you is prince di
So much cuts on your wrist
They could draw suiside
No lie, you ain't heard?
Extensive trips, expensive rips
You
(Ali)
Yeah, yeah, check, check
See I ain't about playin, Leezy 'bout cash in advance
Cash in on the casual, actual, factual plan
Makin a killin
got the house and all that alimony
You ain't lost nothing
Honey, what you crying about?
Well, you ain't lost nothing
That you can't do better
said but now we're up in the big leagues
My dirty it's our turn at bat
And just as long as we living, it's Lunatics player
It ain't nothing wrong with
in the big leagues
My dirty it's our turn at bat
And just as long as we living, it's Lunatics player
It ain't nothing wrong with that, batter up
I'm
shit like Dave Chappelle
Pussy-ass niggas all in my mail
How you get out early? You ain't make that bail
Snitchin' ain't free, but all you do is tell
I
Her booty unbelievably
Tryin' to describe it but my crew just don't believe me
And if she ain't workin' for the premium
I'ma stuck it on the side like
It's a beautiful day, I heard everybody say
The sun shines down for all of us
Just the same, you know I like the rain
That ain't so obvious
Y'all lil' niggas ain't up on my level
I'm so sorry that they think I'm Illuminati
Y'all niggas so high, I swear you worshiping the devil
I'm so sorry
understood
I'd like to learn from ya but I'm 'bout to turn from ya
It's been about a week and I ain't even heard from ya
Is it somethin' at all or did I just
up?)
If you ain't talkin' 'bout fightin' then you need to (shut up!)
I'm a warrior nigga, I ain't scared of you nigga
I'm a gangsta boy, I'll put led
surrounds us
And I know that most of us just ain't right
(most of us just ain't right)
Following the wrong steps, being led by pride
How many lives will
Hey yo, this is where I see me in this game
Benz Coupe, Maserati, plus I got your bitch all in the Range
And y'all niggaz ain't gon' do shit, soon
bad, and I don't know how
No I don't know how
'Cause you're gone, and you ain't coming back
Yeah you're gone, and you ain't coming back
You
Concealing all the pain
You the victim of perfection
The dark side gets its way
The dark side gets its way
Ain't no use singing the blues
Ain't to one
fakes,
These niggaz ain't never sold the weight
And I'm the muhfuckin' realist...
They lies, they phonies, they fakes,
These niggaz ain't never sold
need some mu'fuckin' proof
I ain't want the four door, I copped the mu'fuckin' coupe
They tryin' be me, I'm just tryin' be G
And everything comes to da
need some mu'fuckin' proof
I ain't want the four door, I copped the mu'fuckin' coupe
They tryin' be me, I'm just tryin' be G
And everything comes to da
chicks in the living room
Getting it on and they ain't leaving till 6 in the morning
"O" is for oochie
Oh you ain't know
How many O's in the bankroll
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