Lyrics:
lettin' me go
Where my lawyer, nigga told me juv' I can't do nothin' for ya
Y'all go tell that to my mother & my father
But they gon' cus y'all so don't
I’m not gon wait up
Girl I changed up
That kel was the old me
So I smoke that fast gas
Call it speed way
If I want it cheap go to eBay
She say she love
whole Bad Boy shit, we come to bring it to y'all niggas
Me, B.I., Puff, Lox, whoever, Black Rob
If you wanna dance, we dance (come on)
Now trick
whole Bad Boy shit, we come to bring it to y'all niggas
Me, B.I., Puff, Lox, whoever, Black Rob
If you wanna dance, we dance (come on)
Now trick
Puttin' that girl in new clothes
That lil' itty bitty (Bitty)
And when I gotta go do shows
She always fuckin' with me
(Ay, ay)
You tryna turn shit up on me?
pass it
Hit by a corn on the old block, nah
Bun a fat zoot with a neek, hell nah
Go on my knees for a fed or gyal (never)
I’ll never forget that day I
Yeah
Uh-huh
Yeah
Yeah
Broke up with my girl last night, so I went to the club (so I went to the club)
Put on a fresh white suit and the Mini
them
Put em' all together with my money, shit was cheap then
Lost a few friends on the way, I don't need them
The real ones stayed, oh my god, can't
no, oh me, oh my
I'm a beatnik with a foul mouth, just trying to kick a habit
I'm a cheap trick, on the wrong route
Get drunk and act erratic
In
getting worked by this girl named Cognac, matta fact
I want to take her home, the reefer got me in the zone
Intentions to bone, we all alone, by ourself
a smile on my face
And the tricks of the ward
By moving my hips
Come in straight spitting facts
When I rap
Through my nicotine
Stained teeth
Run it back
told me every day
That you made you never ever kept
By me I really want to believe
But not today, not today, not today, not today
You're the worst
live by a different creed, the wish factor
What you say?
I said, I wish a muphuka would
What you say?
I said, I- I wish a trick would
What you say?
I
blind
Like that girl on tv
I be on the grind
But be home by 3
I gotta get babygirl
So we can go eat
Man this shit ain’t cheap
And my pockets ain’t steep
dedicate this melody f*** the hatin
[Chorus]
I had to tell my girl to pack her s***
'Cause she slipped and dipped inside
I need a girl that's ready
prolly plot an attack
Follow your dreams they talk like you have it wrong
They want to go to a house
I want to go home
No chances blown
Results shown
When
lime light Put my goodness to thoroughbred Cornrows in the head, people don't condone And I heard she get by my head Uh oh, she just see if they stay
the money calling
Bitch wanna go out da eat
Imma starve a lame bitch for fifty-four weeks
Ion't give a fuck bitch I ain't trick or treat
If she a good chick
'm dripped in
Niggas burn bridges well I sink ships
I was told if they ain't never solid
They gone switch quick dig this
Only after wealth more than rich rich
wanna go back there, I wanna cast that reel
Wanna hear my brown eyed girl sing Margaritaville
Can I get an amen amigo hey why don't we go
Check out
sociopathic father who'd snort white lines
And yet, go ahead girl and let your light shine
Unless, maybe there ain't none
It's why I write rhymes
I'm the same
Walking slow called you Granny
You ugly like your pantys
Swerving in my Cherokee
Four by Four Laredo
I will go and be so fun
Like the Lands to that meadow
on the front steps
Life goes by, Rio, Rio in the sunset
Wherever she goes, I go, we roll, we go
Flying over cities down to Rio, it's real
Love that I feel,
They like sign my autograph, so I can get back home
My kids gotta go to school, you know I'm saying
So if you taking care of your child, by your damn
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